Little Aina

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The current heart-stopper in the family.

The Age of Googleism

I barely witnessed communism,

I totally missed the whole life of socialism,

Democracy was assumed but not fully understood,
It all seemed acceptable from where I then stood.

Not long before did I embrace environmentalism

An idea which seemed more individualistic rather than accepted in pluralism

But today when we sat for our casual tete-a-tete

I am able to accept that life is not worth living without a regret.

Before our very eyes, the world formed into a web
The invisible spider, spinning us around into a trap

Our paths widened but our minds engulfed

The more we know, the tighter our hands are cuffed.

Enter, this new world of Googleism

Survival of the fittest in a world of Bloggerism

Put your rights to vote not by paper, cast

Twitter and Flikr, or fade out by contrast.

A new Darwinism rises

Unprecedented; the world of dictators despises

The top of the world from the bottom of the Basin

View of a spectrum of life unforeseen

And if today is defined by the data in your base

And all about you could be wiped out without a trace

People of the world defined

My spot, where do I find?

Till the time comes when I only exist in Google
Time from daylight till nightime only spent as frugal

Will I prance around in the gardens

Run through the air to breathe the credence

Of Mother Earth created to be embraced

By God of the Worlds of Whom was graced

And be I laid down on the ground

Of uneven terrain, perfect even for the Crown

I will smile to the knowledge of an existence

That strived to be felt of its presence

My soul will leave its body, laughing

Saved from an identity known only

by surfing.

Time in a bottle - an impossibility

Time in A Bottle. That phrase that made a song hit the charts. The phrase that was and is synonymous to The Police or Sting. The phrase which is a total impossibility. I cannot even have it stop to catch up with anything. I just have to either move/think/breathe faster to catch up with lost time or abandon the idea of catching up at all and switch to a different goal.

And so this is the next strategy - do not play catch up. Switch your goals.

Ode to smiles

Thank God for smiles!
For without a smile
You frown
Your eyebrows meet
Your true feelings come darting forth through
Your eyes

Thank God for smiles!
For without a smile
We see you upset
We see your unease
We feel what you feel
Inside

Thank God for smiles!
For without a smile
The load is heavier
The breathing is tougher
The life feels closer
To death

Thank God for smiles!

Today's no-brainer

Who we are today may not be who we will be tomorrow;
Who we were may not be who we are today;
But who we are today is what we have become from who we were.