Surely, a changing world.

Recent events have put human technology and progress into context for me once again, as our planet has shown us all once again how much power we really have. It's been a trying time, a scary few weeks for some, and slightly comical, as well.

Japan gets hit by the strongest earthquake on record and tsunamis cause chaos—as Apple begins selling it's much anticipated iPad 2. Of course, this natural disaster is only the most recent; Haiti was hit, the US as well, we have soldiers half-way 'round the world, and there's some "unrest" (massive understatement) in Eqypt and Libya.

Oh, and NYTimes says blogs aren't as popular anymore. Go figure; microblogging has taken over—because ideas just shouldn't need more than 140 characters to get across. And then there's Tumblr.

News is generally depressing, the web is generally funny (or incorrect), and blogs? I wish I could share good news more often. The fact is, life is as hard as ever, the economy is still screwed up, 2012 approaches (* scared face) and the past few days have been sunny, hot and miserable. I really should've blogged last week; we had rain, and I loved it.

Living with a disability doesn't make sense to me, yet. I'm still not acclimated; I want to go do things, I want to experience things and move about in ways I just can't anymore, and the psychological toll is often as steep as the physical one. Every medication has a nasty side-effect, every controlled substance is a pain in the ass to get.

But it isn't all bad.

Things take more time and progress is slower, but I've learned a lot more with time to casually observe things instead of zipping by everyone and everything almost always. Perhaps that's what youth is supposed to be for; but we find out, some sooner than others, that invincibility is pure fantasy. Everything has its price; for every action, there's—well, the picture should be clear, even if I didn't include one with this post.

Surely, things are changing. Lucid dreams are a regular thing now, and in them, I get to explore beyond boundaries and constraints—I can literally float upward and push myself through the ceiling if I feel like it. Mastery of waking reality mightn't be so simple, but I don't know that yet—I'm still learning... and the world is still changing.

The world is falling apart.

How long can we fight entropy? I think about things that have meaning, and people, and wonder. Wondrous things, all around all of us—yet how often do we notice this? How many skylines are appreciated, how much art goes unseen? What are these words worth, and to whom?

I think, "what music am I missing?" [out on] and I listen. I feel something and I share it. I close my eyes and dream vividly. In art, worlds are created to supplement life and replace what crumbles.

I'm building some more.