Why Darth Jedi?

Ok, so Henlin wanted to know why I’m called Darth Jedi.


I originally earned the nickname “Jedi” – because I have a way with the ‘force’ when it comes to computers – I’m plugged into the matrix – not only do I know the matrix – but I can control it. Ok – nerdy – I know – so here is a different reason.


On the surface, it’s simple: part of my job is to break into computers, their systems and their people; I do this; not to steal information, nor to harm, but I do it to discover weaknesses that can be exploited. To find vulnerabilities and attack; and then, when I am done, I analyze these vulnerabilities and attack vectors and help companies fix them.


In order to do this, I have to think like an attacker, I have to think and act like the ‘dark side’; but to be successful in this job, I have to be honest, sincere and above all trustworthy.


I am a perfect balance between the dark side of the force and the light side of the force. I am Darth Jedi.


Now the other meanings are more philosophical, and because this blog isn’t in the category of Philosophy and Religion – I’m not going into it.



When Shall Come the Day?

When shall come the day?


© 2003 Jediah Logiodice





Two months ago,


they told us you had a cancer


a cancer eating through you


taking over your body


threatening to steal your existence.





But .. not today ..





Two days ago,


they told us you were getting near


an enemy that could not be destroyed


was on your door step


threatening to close your eyes





but .. not today ..





Two hours ago,


they told us you were gone


forever


just slipped away, some thief unseen


took you away, it was expected




but ..


not


today ..





Two years ago


We asked you to quit


it’s going to kill you


We all care for you, grandpa


You said, “Maybe i’ll quit”




but


..


not


today


..




In memory of my Grandpa Ken – who was always going to quit tomorrow.

In the Sweet By and By

In the sweet By and By


© 2003 Jediah Logiodice




If I die tonight, I want you to know


I’ve lived my life for God,


I know where I’ll go




If I die tonight, I want you to see


My life has not ended, but has just


started to be




If I die tonight, I want you to hear


the sweet whisper of Jesus


“In heaven.. no tears”




If I die tonight, I want you to grasp


How swift your time here is


How life passes so fast




If I die tonight, I want you to try


to


spend time with people you love


Make time for Jesus and God


and remember we’ll meet again “by and by”





In loving memory of:


Richard York – April 23, 2003


Muriel York – April 19, 2007





They have both gone to await his return!

Addiction

Addiction


© 1996 – Jediah Logiodice



Run Run Run away!


Where ya gonna go?


Find a rock as big as sea


And cover life from woe.


Silence roams upon the earth


Knocking door to door,


Bringing deadly winter chills


Oozing through the floor.


Fleeing life and French-kissed pain


Driving out into the night


Placing mellow in your heart


Holding on for infernal flight.



Screaming, soaring,



Ecstatic moon


Covering your sorrow


Climbing free from mildew waste –


Cringing in sun’s ‘morrow.



Sinking freely in the water


Rising from the stone –


Open eyes, and blinding light,


Marching on towards home.

Death of a Gentleman

Death of a Gentleman


© 1996 Jediah Logiodice



He began,



Soft as a summer breeze,


Blowing against a lighted


Candle,


Quiet as a kitten’s cry,


Wanting only the serenity


Of his mother’s warm milk,


Comforting as a plush toy


Stuffed with caring cotton’s


Wintry lucidity.


But the hidden pain


Of love’s poison arrow


Has crushed his spirit.



Now the summer breeze


Is a tropical storm,


Caring not what anyone


Else thinks,


Ravaging.


The cry,


Is no longer


That of a kitten,


But a loud mournful


Caterwaul,


Like a ruttish cat


Longing for a mate.


Alas,


The plush toy


Has been worn from use


And misuse.


And its caring cotton


Has been stained


From its travels.


Up and down,


Up and down,


Being dragged through the


Tainted emotions of others.


And so,



The soft, caring, quiet



Gentleman,



Has been murdered.