Caveat emptier: This post was drafted with help from an AI assistant (Perplexity)— but ideated and edited extensively by the human, Bill Acton
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Lord,
I celebrate this vast electric body,
this humming union of voices and wires,
and I ask you to make it safe for every soul.
I hear America clicking,
the passwords of millions,
the whispers of elders learning to tap and swipe,
the laughter of children in video calls,
the anxious midnight scrolling of the lonely.
Protect them all.
Guard each citizen and stranger,
each worker, dreamer, wanderer, immigrant, doubter,
from the unseen hands that reach through cables and clouds
to steal, to shame, to silence.
Teach me to be large and careful—
to contain multitudes of empathy
and yet not leak the secrets entrusted to me.
Let my data be shielded,
my identity anchored,
my devices like small, sturdy homesteads
on the frontier of this digital republic.
Help me sing not only of myself,
but of my neighbor in this web—
to report scams when I see them,
to share wisdom freely,
to stand in the great, surfacing crowd and say:
This online world belongs to all of us,
not to the few who would harvest and hoard.
Make my stewardship of this bright, shared space
a long, rolling verse of justice,
a leaf of grass that will not be burned by the fires of greed.
wracton@gmail.com
williamacton.legalshieldassociate.com (Legalshield and IDshield subscription information and applying for associate positions)
