Myspace? Facebook? Twitter? When did these words become integral to our existence and lives?
I don’t know too many people who don’t have a Facebook page. In fact, I don’t know too many people who aren’t ADDICTED to Facebook. However, when someone states that they don’t have a Facebook page, I can’t help but think, “But… how do you live? How do keep up with your friends? How do you find out which stereotypical Californian you are? Really, how do you do it?”.
Our definition of living has changed. We are no longer content to exist in a reality without the Internet. Even those who are the most militantly against creating their online personalities still have to use e-mail on a near daily basis just to survive.
I’ve always been okay with delving directly into the digital world. In fact, I’ve been using the Internet since I was about ten. I had the old school AOL 1.0 on dial-up. I can still hear the sound of the dial-tone as it connected. Ahhh…. That sweet sweet high-pitched sound of connectivity.
However, lately, I’ve realized that I’ve fallen behind. It happened so fast. One day, I was the queen of AOL. The next, I was asking myself questions like “What IS Twitter?” and “Is Myspace dead?”. Man, how did I become such a n00b?
I’m going to respond like I usually do when I find myself out of “the know”. By jumping in head first and making every possible mistake until I become an expert.
I invite you to jump in. Join me in this experiment. Hey, if you can’t beat them then you had better add them as a friend, follow them, and write an entire blog dedicated to them, right?? Right??
Add me as a friend on Facebook: http://facebook.com/heidibriones
Follow me on Twitter: http://twitter.com/heidibriones
But don’t bother with Myspace. That’s so 2004.
The larynx vibrates
nasal passages open and close
tongues dance around the house
jaws open and shut like a mental drawbridge.
To some, it is gibberish.
To others, it is music.
To even more, it is everything.
Pushing air out of lungs without
a thought of breathing or immediate
survival.
An instinct too innate to fully
understand its origins.
Everyone can participate in some
arena.
Not all are audible and
not all can fully comprehend.
However, all wish to play.
All have something to say,
whether or not they ever
say anything at all.
Water jiggling in a bottle
Dreadlocks swaying to and fro
A walk across a busy intersection
All seemingly innocuous movements
often viewed without significance
suddenly
They are illuminated…
suddenly
They are alive.
Your head begins to nod
Your feet beging to tap
You try to stop but there
is no resisting its power.
It brings the world to life
It moves you involuntarily
It give you a new energy
that you once only found in dreams…
Listen and you will understand
