Ghost Human: Part I.I

Hello? Is anyone here? You don't hear me, I just know it.

Did you hear me? I knew you wouldn't, no one does. I am like a ghost among humans, yet I have gone to more dimensions than humans can ever imagine. That's not why I am telling this story however. I am, or at least mortals have called me, Lavinia. You may be wondering what all this fuss is about and why I have not moved on. Patience is the essence here, so please do not interrupt.

I was sitting on the pavement one breezy August day, when I heard rustling near the trees. I of course would never be seen. For, you see, I am not like common folk. My perception of the outside world is that everyone is wasting their time on useless things that only worsen our world. I lead a life of thought. I walk among others, but I scrutinize everything. I am always silent, but have more to say than one can think. Anyway,I noticed that the noise was actually a person, a young man.

He was extremely handsome behind his inquiring facade. He had dreamy, but fierce sea-green vision portals. His honey brown hair waved gently in the tickling breeze. But, I jumped up quickly shooing away my invisible mystification clouds.

"What are you doing?" his voice inquired.

I tumble clumsily in a pile of leaves. He comes to me, with his hand reaching for mine. I swat his hand back.

"Who are you? What do you want; I have to be dreaming," I said hopelessly. "Come now, why have you just appeared out of thin air like this? Don't you know it is a wretched thing to do!"

He raised his hand to my lips to silence me. He sat down beside me, like an old friend.

"So, you can see me too...

To be continued.....

*Do you want more? Please offer some suggestions. And, yes, there will be more.

Roosevelt University Public Meeting: High HOPES Campaign

Hey Everyone,

I know that I probably will not get any responses, but I thought this was important. There will be a meeting held at Roosevelt University on April 2nd at 11am. People from the High HOPES Campaign will meet with CPS Board of Education President Mary Richardson-Lowry to encourage CPS to reduce suspensions and expulsions by 40% through the use of Restorative Justice programs. There will be discussions about the "school to prison pipeline", and the organization is pushing for Rahm Emmanuel to attend as well. Please help us reform the discipline system in schools; your voice and actions matter!

Is Power Real? The idea of a radical

This is a recent question that I had, and I do understand that it is very complex. It is more of a philosophical argument, but I am not sure if anyone would agree with me. The argument is that power is something that was created to justify hierarchy and discourage self- worth of people who have less. 

Everyone has something to offer humanity, but it is hard to convince people that that alone is enough. Economic disparities make people believe that they are less and that they are "have nots", this being the very reason why one would want to be powerful (power itself having a very long history of dismay). This would be a very hard point(s) to argue, but it would be radical and possibly interesting, but I doubt that anyone would want to advocate this.    


Any thoughts?

New Deal Service Days

Special event for Roosevelt Students to help people who need it most! I am going to my first one, with a new cool friend. Twill be fun!! =D

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

I remember reading the Rime of the Ancient Mariner in my AP English class, but I never knew why exactly we did. It is a very beautiful poem and I can understand it better now. What I find interesting about it is, that Mary Shelley makes a lot of allusions to this work in her novel "Frankenstein". Cool huh? It really makes the story easier to understand! I love it!!

I am Not Here

One day, I decided that I was going to change the world,

But does the world hear me; does anyone see me?

For I wander in existence with myself,

Knowing that I am a wave in time;

Simply coming, always going.

One day I dream to be alive

And prove that I am real.

My brain works quicker than a car on I-80 in hyper-drive

Thinking of the obscure and of human-kind.

If I were alive, I would deem myself insane and shrewd,

As I give commentary like a narrator of life through the eyes of a mere

observer.

Sometimes I ask myself if I truly think;

I do not believe that I do.

I pass the time believing that I can do everything and anything,

Alas my health and dreams collide and conflict until I am drained.

How I long for the day when my weary eyes would wake

For all I live for, my work and for change, I would die for eternity.

Research Paper II- Bullies (Are they real?)

I must come up with a new topic to do my research paper for English 102. I am not sure what to do. As usual, the internet really has a way of leading me to precisely the right idea. I stumbled upon a web school news paper. I like to see what goes on at my old school sometimes, hence the article. I found two about bullies. I really am intrigued about the trending perspectives on what a "bully" actually is. 

It is a known issue, but how does one begin to define it; can it be defined? Why is it an issue? How can we resolve it?  Is it correct to believe that bullies need to be stopped? I do not think so. I believe it is much deeper than what most think. I think this topic has potential, so I will run this by the professor. 

What do you think?

Beka 

Spring Break....

Is it here?

Oh, what to do!

I haven't a clue.

I will probably mope

Maybe hope,

That one day it will come.