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Saturday, December 13, 2014
From the movie A Long Way Down
I understand how suicide can seem tempting. Sometimes it's an entertaining thought, and it seems like the best way out... BUT you must remember there is always someone who will miss you. There is always someone you are leaving behind. The movie A Long Way Down, which this quote is from, is a powerful movie, and I would definitely recommend it.
Touchscreen by Marshall Jones
Introducing the new Apple iPerson
complete with multitouch and volume control
doesn't it feel good to touch?
doesn't it feel good to touch?
doesn't it feel good to touch?
my world is so digital
that I have forgotten what that feels like
it used to be hard to connect when friends formed cliques
but it's even more difficult to connect now that clicks form friends
But who am I to judge?
I face Facebook
more than books face me
hoping to
book face-to-faces
I update my status
420 spaces
to prove that I am still breathing
failure to do this daily
means my whole web wide world will forget that I exist
but with 3,000 friends online
only five I can count in real life
why wouldn't I spend more time in a world where there are more people that 'like' me
Wouldn't you?
Here, it doesn't matter
if I'm an amateur person
as long as I have a 'pro' file
my smile is 50% genuine
and 50% genuine HD
You would need blu-rays to see the white on my teeth
but I'm not that focused
ten tabs open
hopin'
my problems can be resolved with a 1600 by 1700 resolution
this is a problem with this evolution
doubled over we used to sit in tree tops
till we swung down and stood upright
then someone slipped a disc
now we are doubled over at desktops
from the Garden of Eden
to the branches of Macintosh
apple picking has always come at a great cost
iPod iMac iPhone iChat
I can do all of these things without making eye contact
We used to sprint to pick and store blackberries
Now we run to the Sprint Store to pick Blackberries
it's scary
I can't hear the sound of mother nature speaking over all this tweeting
and along with it is our ability to feel as it's fleeting
you would think these headphone jacks inject in the flesh
the way we connect to disconnect
power on
but we are powerless
they got us love drugged
Like e-pills
so we E*TRADE
email
e-motion
like e-commerce
because now money can buy love
for $9.95 a month
click
to proceed the checkout
click
to x out where our hearts once where
click
I've uploaded this hug I hope she gets it
click
I'm making love to my wife I hope she's logged in
click
I'm holding my daughter over a Skype conference call
while she's crying in the crib in the next room
click
so when my phone goes off in my hip iTouch and iTouch and iTouch
because in a world
where there are voices that are only read
and laughter is never heard
or I'm so desperate to feel
that I hope the Technologic can reverse the universe
so the screen can touch me back
and maybe it will
When our technology is advanced enough...
to make us human again
complete with multitouch and volume control
doesn't it feel good to touch?
doesn't it feel good to touch?
doesn't it feel good to touch?
my world is so digital
that I have forgotten what that feels like
it used to be hard to connect when friends formed cliques
but it's even more difficult to connect now that clicks form friends
But who am I to judge?
I face Facebook
more than books face me
hoping to
book face-to-faces
I update my status
420 spaces
to prove that I am still breathing
failure to do this daily
means my whole web wide world will forget that I exist
but with 3,000 friends online
only five I can count in real life
why wouldn't I spend more time in a world where there are more people that 'like' me
Wouldn't you?
Here, it doesn't matter
if I'm an amateur person
as long as I have a 'pro' file
my smile is 50% genuine
and 50% genuine HD
You would need blu-rays to see the white on my teeth
but I'm not that focused
ten tabs open
hopin'
my problems can be resolved with a 1600 by 1700 resolution
this is a problem with this evolution
doubled over we used to sit in tree tops
till we swung down and stood upright
then someone slipped a disc
now we are doubled over at desktops
from the Garden of Eden
to the branches of Macintosh
apple picking has always come at a great cost
iPod iMac iPhone iChat
I can do all of these things without making eye contact
We used to sprint to pick and store blackberries
Now we run to the Sprint Store to pick Blackberries
it's scary
I can't hear the sound of mother nature speaking over all this tweeting
and along with it is our ability to feel as it's fleeting
you would think these headphone jacks inject in the flesh
the way we connect to disconnect
power on
but we are powerless
they got us love drugged
Like e-pills
so we E*TRADE
e-motion
like e-commerce
because now money can buy love
for $9.95 a month
click
to proceed the checkout
click
to x out where our hearts once where
click
I've uploaded this hug I hope she gets it
click
I'm making love to my wife I hope she's logged in
click
I'm holding my daughter over a Skype conference call
while she's crying in the crib in the next room
click
so when my phone goes off in my hip iTouch and iTouch and iTouch
because in a world
where there are voices that are only read
and laughter is never heard
or I'm so desperate to feel
that I hope the Technologic can reverse the universe
so the screen can touch me back
and maybe it will
When our technology is advanced enough...
to make us human again
Sunday, December 7, 2014
Perfect by Ellen Hopkins
This is one of my favorite poems I have ever read... one might even say it is.. Perfect. LOL!
This poem is actually an excerpt from the novel "Perfect" by Ellen Hopkins, and it was one of the best books I have ever read so I highly recommend it!
I realize it is a little difficult to read, so I will add it below:
How
do you define a word
without concrete meaning? To each
his own the saying goes, so
Why
push to attain an ideal
state of being that no two
random people will agree is
Where
you want to be? Faultless,
finished, incomparable. People
can never be these, and anyway
When
did creating a flawless facade
become a more vital goal
than learning to love the person
Who
lives inside your skin?
The outside world belongs to others.
Only you should decide for you
What
is perfect.
This poem is actually an excerpt from the novel "Perfect" by Ellen Hopkins, and it was one of the best books I have ever read so I highly recommend it!
I realize it is a little difficult to read, so I will add it below:
How
do you define a word
without concrete meaning? To each
his own the saying goes, so
Why
push to attain an ideal
state of being that no two
random people will agree is
Where
you want to be? Faultless,
finished, incomparable. People
can never be these, and anyway
When
did creating a flawless facade
become a more vital goal
than learning to love the person
Who
lives inside your skin?
The outside world belongs to others.
Only you should decide for you
What
is perfect.
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