"In the end, it's not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away." -Shing Xiong *** "Do not go where the path may lead; instead where there is no path and leave a trail." -Ralph Waldo Emerson *** "Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget." -G. Randolf *** "We must be willing to let go of the life we have planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us." -E.M. Forster *** "Imagnination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited, imagination encircles the world." -Albert Einstein *** Defintion of Suburbia: A place where they cut down trees and name streets after them. -(Unknown, found on sticker) :p *** "A lie goes halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on." -Winston Churchill***"Love is the irresistible desire to be desired irresistibly." -Louis Ginsberg ***"All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware." -Martin Buber



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Wednesday, February 1, 2012

(Raise Your Voice) The Human and the Tree (a poem)

Raise Your Voice
The Human and the Tree
Written February 1st, 2012
I walk upon this ground
I rise up from it
I am small in these woodlands
I am the tallest being around
I cannot move you, mighty beast
Yes, for I am rooted to this ground
But I can make you fall,
For I start the chainsaw
And I feel its merciless bite
The chainsaw was made for me
I kill you for material things
I provide you with life-giving air
I create to destroy
I do not like to share
I live a peaceful life
My purpose is to provide for myself and others
I forget
I remember

That I am not the only one on this earth.

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A style of poem I explored in creative writing club

Friday, June 17, 2011

Discussion with my Father (discussion, thoughts)

June 15th, 2011
Posted June 17th, 2011
The other day, my father and I were talking about politics, people, and philosophy, as we often do. During the conversation, I brought up how much money frustrates me and how it has to be the backbone to everything in society. All anyone seems to ever worry about is money, rather than the simple, beautiful things in life.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

I Am (a poem)

I Am

I am a bored girl that thinks of imaginary worlds
I wonder about tomorrow- could it end up in mine or someone I love's death?
I hear voices in my head, telling me what to do, speaking of the past, saying my imaginings out loud
I see creatures from somewhere else
I want to do something that will affect the world, or at least one person's life, in a good way
I am a bored girl that thinks of imaginary worlds