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Fall in love with me, Sweet dream, Fall into the pits of hell, I danced with you, In the halls of rainbow, Lights streaming past our eyes, Spinning in circles, Your dress, purple and red, And me, with my innocent hazel eyes, And our hands, clasped, On that cold evening, Outside city hall, Let's stay awake all night, High on coffee, And talk, While the world spins. The sun appears at a time so precious, We can yawn and sneeze and cry, At the same time. I felt every emotion that night, Like death was upon me, And every man, Has walked atop my frail body, It's ready, For you, In the pits of hell, I look up to a light that shines, We climbed the pines, And read the signs. My eyes are burning likes crosses, Because of you.

everything is coming around in a circular motion, it seems.  i'm on my way to nashville for sri sri ravi shankar's talk; apparently it is his first time in nashville.  i'm quite a bit excited for it; every time i visit "the sri sri" i feel quite uplifted.  in the past, i have found that seeing him uplifts my spirit, in some way or another.  things are going well in school and i have been thinking a lot about my major.  it is currently math education.  mathematics is incredibly interesting and i am so fascinated by curves and slopes and change over time, but it is sometimes difficult relating those things to practicality in the real world.  i do also come to a better understanding of the fact that people are using these things a lot every day in the real world. i find it interesting how people use 'the real world' to describe life after graduation.  i sometimes wonder what my life will be after graduation.  the future is always in the back o...

I read some English today for class. One sentence struck me like a lightning bolt: "But as a starting point for the evolutionary model, they are politically expedient in constructing an empowering narrative unfolding toward disciplinary status and autonomy based on progressively increasing knowledge and professionalism. (54, Carino)" I thought and thought, And decided, I do not know what this sentence means. I'm taking a Calculus class, And thinking about this sentence, Reminds me of Derivation, A complicated technique whereby one, Derives the rate of change of a Variable, With respect, To a Variable. This sentence, to a certain extent, Is packed full of meaning, And has, metaphorically, with respect to Mathematicians, A slope, a curve, and a rate of change. Every word activates different neurons and fires them off in different directions, And the sentence, wholly, activates something in the reader. In other words, it has an effect, Just as any mathe...

Self maintenance; tis' a gift to be simple... tis' a gift to be free.  The words like echoes of a distant chorus blast through the vocal mystery cave of the girl in the room next door.  Like an angel's mystical secret of healing: the musical tones and inflections of "I'll Fly Away" and "This Little Light of Mine" knock on the gentle glass door that is my brain waves, reminding me of Peace.  Two knocks on a glass window, or a delicious carrot cake made with Love... These are the things that keep me alive another day.  Like various bee stings on the Flesh of a Self made man, I lay humble.  A woman who has been through hell and back; she stands humble. The night bears on as I lay here writing with my metaphorical stinger, a pen.  Calls from loving relatives like distant echoes drive me to the cave that is my mind: like, refraining from writing down curse words because of the fear of blended desolation and isolation; like the connection between Uncle ...

I don't know... I don't know... I don't know... and yet, in certain aspects of life, I have all of the knowledge I could ask for.  Everything is a beautiful aspect of creation and of God, and yet what is it that we are looking for in the way that with think and the way that we dream.  What is it, what is it?  And if you call me mad, well, call me mad.  I am writing the way that my soul forgoes, the way my soul becomes, and yet becomes not.  This is the way of the world and yet it is not, it is the way of man.  What do I know?  Or rather, what do I feel.  Is it the Love from your soul or is the reflection of the Love from my soul.  This, I do not know.  Right now, I feel as though I know nothing.  What even is Love?  What is Truth?  And when will I come to understand these terms and concepts? Part of me feels better, when I transcend words; these are words, what is the point?  The universe is much bigger, much greate...

The Importance of Multicultural Education Making progress in the empowering of students is incredibly important and should be the goal of all teachers.   Empowering students is a challenging task, especially when there are a lot of cultures involved and people opposed to the concept.   An educator must take into account the needs of all the students and the histories and struggles of many different cultures.   Empowering students can empower entire communities and so multicultural education is a very important practice.   As I will explain, multicultural education is a stable path that we can take to successfully teach students.   Wayne Au is a multicultural educator that speaks of a negative example that doesn’t exemplify a good system of multicultural education, but he uses it as a stepping stone to articulate what multicultural education is.   He says, “When classes are not grounded in the lives of students, do not include the voices and knowledge o...

            A Film Review       A transcendental gumball and a ripe berry are the props in the movie Noah that symbolize life itself.   A telling story of a man and his family that journey to a mountain and build a large ark to survive a deluge, Darren Aronofsky ventures into the depths of the tale and makes it his own.   First of all, I will warn you, this review may give away some parts of the movie.   Second, I will warn you, I have no experience reviewing films, so this may seem like a wandering ramble.   Third, I must warn you, my name is Noah, so I am a little biased on the side of the main character.   But in all honesty the movie mostly stays true to the biblical myth.   In all its color and beauty the movie told the three main aspects of the biblical tale: the struggle, the flood, and the rainbow.            ...

Flogging Molly

Noah Leverett Ronda Dively English 102 2/26/2014 The Love of Naive Melody                 All that can be seen and heard are darkness, claps, cheers and the dynamic image of a man taking a guitar strap off of his shoulder.   All of a sudden a dreamy synthesizer comes in and provides something like a heartbeat, resonating consistently with a rhythm soon manifested with drums.   A lamp stands firmly in place and a man with a microphone stands next to it, jerking his body in random motions with the music.   Soon a flute starts playing the melody, an incredibly unique and original tune that could have been from Mozart.   In the shadows you can see a bookcase in the background, a guitarist, and three back-up singers.   A screen with random naked body parts flashes images like a power point presentation.   As the flute concludes its youthful introduction, David Byrne starts...

The values of democracy teach freedom and equality for all.   Growing up in a democratic environment, many ideas were fed and taught about democracy itself, but when applied to a greater spectrum, the definition is still somewhat ambiguous.   What democracy really boils down to is an organization of people for the greater good.   Democracy can be applied to any group of people, and generally when applied its intentions are for the greater good.   When we speak of Democracy, we speak of triumph over solitude, greed, and conflict.   But, as we can see from our government, it doesn't always turn out that way.   Though democracy preaches values higher than money, it is sometimes used to justify capitalism.   According to the book Democratic Schools , there are various things that make something democratic.                 Education is also a major aspect of the world's upbrin...

Noah Leverett Ronda Dively English 102 2/13/2014 Profile of a creative Artist             Grandma Bluma is a wonderful and great individual.   When someone says creative, like a bubble, she pops into my head and immediately I think of her.   Creativity is something everyone values, and though all may not exhibit it regularly, it is a virtue that appears often to those who nurture it.   It is like a seedling.   One must water with the perfect amount of water, and take perfect care as prescribed by a gardening manual.   There is a manual for creativity, and it is life.   Through suffering and through joy, creativity emerges as a balance beam, a steady rock to lean on when "life is just too overwhelming."   The talented artist Bluma Herman emerges from the shadows and uplifts people with her art.   Focused primarily on nature, Bluma brings the trees and flowers to life on canvas, op...