Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Am I Afraid of Technology?

Am I afraid of technology?
Everytime I learn of a new wonderful thing, an interface of creativity or a nano machine,
I feel a tinge of fear, not even a tinge, but an overwhelming dark cloud,
And I cant help but feel that we try to recreate, what is already around.

Maybe I'm lazy, or my mind is old, maybe the semantics are stressful to hold,
Maybe I should be a cog in the machine?
An inorganic cycle sustaining billions of beings.

Am I like a Christian Scientist? Stubborn about change,
Or am I just weary of the system? growing not vines, but chains.

I realize the benefits of technological progress, such as efficiency and health,
but I fear we play god, forgetting that living on earth itself is a wealth,

I probably am stubborn and fearful, longing for the ways of primitive beings
But I do know that I am a happier healthier man, the less that I stare at a screen

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

On Listening, Learning, Questions

I was discussing U.S. policy on narcotics recently and was bringing up some great points on our effect on drug smuggling countries like Mexico, the prison system(as opposed to treatment and regulation), and the further alienation of the lower class. All of these are great thinking points, philosophical quandaries worthy of exploration. Speaking purely and openly, I discussed vast changes in thinking about governance and parenting alike.

I was building a hypothetical coffin, that did not need nails. No idea or proposition, especially in the realm of sociology and politics, should ever be put to rest(except the really mean ones). Populations can be as diverse as personalities. This innate variability in our world should be respected. With a pure pursuit of knowledge, a productive openness can be achieved in your conversations with others...

But I kept talking...

My initial philosophical openness gave me a soapbox, and my ego was not to waste the opportunity. My ego smelled blood and began driving those nails into the coffin. I was using examples like sheltered kids going sex crazy and getting pregnant. Luckily, my friend stops me and says "Aren't you kind of making big generalizations?" I was.

The pursuit of knowledge had dissipated like a puff of smoke and my personal agenda stepped in and kept talking. If you want to sell things, win arguments, or make the ignorant think you know everything, then by all means let your agendas drive. But if you truly seek knowledge, beware your own intellectual agendas while you speak. When you ask questions, ask not for answers that fortify your perception, just ask!

Monday, May 23, 2011

Five Things to Say in a Colin Voice

In no particular order...

These are five loaded words that when said with the timeless ease of an old rocking chair, a flow as smooth as Astroglide, and a rasp as cold as you know what, you may for a moment transcend to a different time and place and be one with our dear friend, Colin.

1. Hiawassee - Family is very important to Colin, as is the great outdoors. Hiawassee is home to Colin's maternal grandfather, a specimen of a senior, and the best woodcraftsman east of the Mississippi. Speak "Hiawassee" and you may feel your soul be one with the winds, steadfastly traveling towards the ancient and peaceful Southern Appalachians.

2. anything that rhymes with "Aron" - Your brow becomes heavy, and your heart aches, for the lost love "Faron." Utter this syllable and you will feel a young mans pained soul, cringing under the song of the siren.

3. Uncomfortable - Spoken oh so comfortably... Soothe the apprehensions of the weary female ear or a homophobic taxi driver by letting them know you are not trying to make them uncomfortable.

4. Nah, son - You are done with it, but there is no need to raise your voice or cause a scene. Just preface your declaration with Nah and there shan't be confusion. ex. "nah, you don't want that."

5. Bo-Beda
- Synonymous with "Eureka!" This exclamation accompanies a light bulb above the head. Proudly shout "Bo-Beda!" and you will understand that "A-ha" moment felt by a Navarre when he finally attains the key to a woman's pussy.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

sand burned into a young girl's skin
eating the ocean
or something propped up your head
when the spinach people puke a station
for the limp transit trains
it makes a man of business bite into a girder
and not let go
your wife never said
she wanted to lose weight