hunt a deer
start a fire (from scratch)
build this bridge with bricks
repair broken buses
Dead Sea, swim
abseil the deepest, darkest range
hop-climb quickly, the mountain fades
eat the duck-billed platypus
feed the mother, of the snake
juggle babies
lift me, high
without harnesses
show me strength
Cheetah? but you run faster.
You hoist humanity in your palm.
I hope we make a way for you.
At your best, ask me,
I will walk with you in contented stance.
I may deny it presently,
But non may bring me more delight, than to
Hold your hand, mine underneath,
And kiss you, in close reach.
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I truly believe that we have reached the point where technology has become one with our world, and I think it is safe to say that we have passed the point of no return in our relationship with technology.
I don't mean this in a bad way, of course! Societal concerns aside... I just hope that as the price of memory falls, the possibility of copying our memories onto a digital medium becomes a true reality. It's one of the things I really wish I could experience in my lifetime.
(Posted on Nintendo DS running [url=http://knol.google.com/k/anonymous/-/9v7ff0hnkzef/1]R4i SDHC[/url] DS NetPost)
Whoever you are, thank you.
I am unfortunately a product of my generation. All I have revealed of myself is my heart, through my poetry and music, shared to friends I know in my physical life.
I wish you would reveal yourself.
But yes, thank you
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