Merry, merry, oh contrary:
The world is restless and growing wary. Children in Haiti are malnourished, suffocating. Happy Yule-tide Palestine. You wake up to find today, like every day, the Israeli army has killed another child. Wake up Zimbabwe. You are free from apartheid but free trade has stolen your water supply. Korean workers commit self-immolation. Remember to be P.C. F.Y.I. or Y.O.U will be outcast, out-fast. Gave all your money to the world bank and it sank into some military abyss, you won't miss what you never had. Freedom, it's the right to disobey. Your rations are few. Happy Holidays.
It's the bleeding hearts that get me, the screaming, thrashing, singing, dissident crowds, holding firm in the face of adversity. Break free from tyranny, they scream. The lollipop laggards stand back, mocking, laughing, squirreling away hidden admiration for the ones who stand. Crypto kids clap hands in code and shrink away in silence, live another day, anonymously blending with the passersby, watching from the sidelines as the riot gear cops push in. Someone throws an apple and gets a beanbag bullet in the face. You don't know anger until you see it bleed out the nose of a rebel with a cause.
A friend of mine finally completed an Akoha mission with me, so now I have an account. Rock. My first mission, passed on from him, is to link to a blogger. Easy enough. I'm actually surprised that this mission is worth a whopping 200 Karma points. For some reason, giving someone a book is only worth 125... odd... linking is much easier... maybe points for a mission lower the more copies of the mission are active in the world... anyway...
Why did I choose Mr. Lady? As I've said before, she's flirty like a schoolgirl very cool. For everyone else, don't take it personal that I didn't choose you first. I just happen to know Mr. Lady's email address and I kind of need that information to complete the mission (unless I run into you personally on the street). But, if I have your email address or if I can direct twitter you a message.
If you are asking yourself, "what the hell is Akoha?" I wrote about it last week.
It's time to say goodbye to bad dreams and steam visions, and all the things that made you want to cry. The bleeding edge of the unknown is never going to stare down at you again, leaving you stranded, uncertain of your own abilities.
This time you are the one in control. Let gravity pull until it's heart stops beating--until it screams at you for your unwillingness to go down. The wind around you will tear at you.
Flap your wings thunderously. Pound against the wind fervently, certainly, without restraint.
Now, before you leap, close your eyes, take three deep breaths and dream.