Caveat emptier: This post was drafted with help from an AI assistant (Perplexity)— but ideated and edited extensively by the human, Bill Acton.
It is one of about a dozen that will be appearing on the blog, including Evangelical, Anglican,Unitarian, Orthodox, Shinto, Aboriginal, Hip hop, Gregorian, Dawkins meets Ojibwe wisdom, Hindu, and Klingon! These were all created to be experienced as read aloud, not to be simply read silently. The twin purposes for the project are to (a) provide at least a framework for a daily time of preparation, in the form of prayer or a meditation, and (b) more interestingly, to observe how AI navigates the the intersection of faith, prayer and AI!
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(A rhythmic litany for the digital age)
Hook
Before I log in, before I tap that screen,
I remember who I am, not what the ads all mean.
Guard my time, my name, my fam, my check, my soul,
Let my digital life still match my goals.
Verse 1: Morning—Waking Up to Tech
Wake up, phone flashin', notifications stacked,
But 'fore I scroll or swipe, I'm takin' a step back.
Who am I today? Not just a profile pic,
Not just a data point some algorithm can trick.
I'm more than my feed, more than my screen time,
More than the echo chamber or the retweet grind.
So I set my intention, I remember my worth,
Guard my attention 'fore I dive in the surf.
Hook
Before I log in, before I tap that screen,
I remember who I am, not what the ads all mean.
Guard my time, my name, my fam, my check, my soul,
Let my digital life still match my goals.
Verse 2: Midday—Using Tech with Purpose
Now I'm online, searchin', scrollin', clickin' through,
Gotta watch my words, gotta watch my view.
What I say in the comments, what I share in the group,
It echoes out wide, it's louder than I knew.
Protect my identity, passwords on lock,
Shout-out to my protection shield watchin' out for my block.
If somebody tries to steal my name or my bread,
They got my back, keepin' me ten steps ahead.
Shout out to my legal shield when we need advice,
Contracts, disputes, they make it precise.
Not just for the rich, it's for people like me,
Keepin' justice accessible, keepin' us free.
Hook
Before I log in, before I tap that screen,
I remember who I am, not what the ads all mean.
Guard my time, my name, my fam, my check, my soul,
Let my digital life still match my goals.
Verse 3: Evening—Logging Off and Reflecting
Now the day's done, screen dimmin' down low,
I take a minute, check in with my soul.
Where'd I win today? Where'd I lose my cool?
Did I use my phone, or did my phone use me as a tool?
Grateful for the good, confess where I slipped,
Learn from the L, then I mentally flip.
Tomorrow's a new chance, I adjust and reset,
No shame in the stumble, just don't forget.
Tonight I unplug, let my mind decompress,
My worth ain't dependent on the likes or the flex.
I'm guarded, I'm guided, I'm covered in grace,
When I wake up tomorrow, I'm back in the race.
Hook (Final)
Before I log off, let my mind unclench,
Let my worth not hang on a like or a mention bench.
Guard my time, my name, my fam, my check, my soul,
Tomorrow when I log in, I'm still in control.
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