In Mildreds parlor.

Faith is a part of Life because we are intelligent beings, we therefore know with a clarity which may even defy logic that there is a deeper meaning to our existence. Faith Poems are about the belief that since God created us he therefore must care about little me. How important we must be if God cares about us. On Faith alone, the entire universe can stand.

going in a different direction

Sooooo ive decided that im going to post something a little different on here, kainda of course but it should hit home with the poetry part of things. Anyway my point is that i will be posting 3 bands every week that I have been into, if you like great indie rock then by all means subscribre... or not its your life man.

This week goes to...

Voxtrot

Bright eye's

And Funeral suits.

Essay postgame analysis

Im sure I did just fine on the essay, besides for the length which was slightly short, everything was alright. Everything came along well and Covered the basics, but I think that my favorite part of my essay was the connections between the way the society was described in the book and our society. I'm suite there's things to improve, its far from perfect but I think I would give myself a solid B.

Spring Vocab. #2

Praetorian- of having the power of a praetor

Sieve- a strainer

Veiled- to obscure with a veil

Saccharine- artificial sweetner

Harlequin- a jester

Toil- work extremely hard or incessantly

Delinquent- characterized with a tendency to commit crime

Gibbering- speaking rapidly and unintelligibly

Insidious-proceding harmfuly im a subtle fashion

Strewn- to scatter or spred

Pratonage- the act of buying something

Cadence- pace

Suffused-to spred through or over

Centrifuge- a machine with rapidly rotating container

Dentifrice- tooth paste.

Leisure- freedom from work

Vessel- a large craft

Phonograph- record player

Profusion- an abundance of stuff

to modern or postmodern

I think what he's trying to get across is that thing's change but the more we try and change things the more they stay the same, all the modern "creativity" that comes upom us is just the samething that someone came up with before but slightly tweked. So in an ironic way of looking at things everything "new" has been dome before so we need some sort of fictional reallity to break the chain of recycled ideas.

...I'm a poet and I know it... *sigh*

Lately, I've been having these dreams lately. A friend for years, now suddenly deeper emotion grows. Barring she's not alone, no need for me when she walks down her atomic Forest. No need for me. This idealistic future of mine that only happens at night, my eyes are closed but my mind is open. Endless possibilities to contemplate but only you come to mind, with our two fingers interlocked we shift from district to district. A gentle tune that describes all emotion, nothing could feel better than this abyss of sadness that I backslide to when I awake from my slumber...lately all these emotions have come to me lately.

Theme for English 3

I dont think that my case completely touches that of the poem, for example I'm not a black college student from harlem, but regaurdless Im not the same person out in the "wild" as I am in school and around my teachers. Although im not the exact opposite of what I am in school and I can be real with my teachers and studies, but not my rude and nonchalant attitude about all the little things. Otherwise I would get nothing done, but my outer interests will help me out with a high school English 3 class, unless I have to cook a kiesh or tune the suspension on a motorcycle. On another note im completely responsible for my education and with frinds or alone I'll continue my education without sweating the little things.