Sense of Place
Abstract: To get to my place you don't need a car or any sort of transportation. My place is inevitable. It can't be stopped. Run as fast as you want she will follow you. I am a child of the night. I have always felt safe at night and have alway felt connected to the moon. Most children believed that the moon was following them, I was different though. I actually felt connected to her. In the full moon I feel my best and I am the most powerful. When she flourishes, I flourish. The night is my sense of place. The night awakes imagination and heightens each sensations. My mind journeys through a strange world. My soul is always tied to the moon. I’m never alone. Let the dream begin. Let your darker side give to the power of the night. “At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour. No one knows whether or not he is a writer unless he has tried writing at night.” -H.P. Lovecraft.
It's Begun
Cut off the lights! Cut of the lights!
The night grabs me, takes me by the hand.
The deranged man of darkness covers my eyes but I see all.
Much more than ever.
Fill my lungs
as she fills her brain?
Well aren't we just one in the same?
Celestial webs, wrapped to my cold body,
from wrist to wrist, my legs,
and tied to the roots of my hair.
I am her living marionette
The spiders created a throne for my heart.
A heavy heart lined with lead.
Falling forward,
Pulling up
by the silver thread sewn into every piece of our shared heart.
“The train is coming with its shiny cars, with comfy seat and wheels of stars.
So hush, my little one, have no fear.
The lady of the moon, she’s the engineer…”
A mutant rather sinister looking comes up from behind me.
The rabbit man has gone quite mangy,
but his grin is a comfort.
Very well then,
I’ll ride the train to the forests .
I spend most of my nights here.
Gracefully, dancing under the moon.
Slowly, she’s bowing out too soon.
Patiently, I wait for word of something.
Tomorrow I won't have her to hold my strings.
I’m digging holes for desertion!
You’ll leave me the new moon.
Left alone on my knees, in the abyss of trees burning bright for a fight that excels disease.
And we ride light and tight as we fuel the night.
The sun impedes me and will not destroy me:
A minor hindrance,
a temporary setback,
a trivial impairment.
So obvious, starting fires
that can’t be maintained or kept.
Create a drought that eludes all this
as you wrinkle my pupils.
And dilate my eye to too quick
With the sun you see the garden is well over grown
from the seed we've thrown!
I can’t let the light stay here any more.
The Moon is red for miles around, crying out, crying out,
“Lovely, this can’t happen anymore, knees still bleeding from the floor.”
“The seeds were sown long ago, and now he will reap the harvest.
The Sun’s been trying to own your mind;
you've just been renting.
You owe a debt and he will collect.
However, your lungs wouldn't work without his fire.”
At the break of dawn, I’m coughing blood.
The sun touched my skin, I felt his pain.
I've cried out loud, I've told the truth.
Now speak your means in regards to me...
The Sun provides a service from the great and awful metropolis,
appetites of all sort must be gratified
As lavender ribbons of rain stain the sky
The trees, they weep at the sound of your feet coming close from what was once night.
They can’t sing your name in tune.
Well I wrote this beat at the sound of your feet getting closer….
You’re getting closer but I still remain quite unchanged
and the lunar secrets I keep wont redeem what's been lost in me….
Now clear the trees, then you will see through to me
Where seeds of grass abhor their situation.
Still I'm left dreaming that this time we lost
will rebuild itself.
And your smile that brings cancer, it kills me. It really kills me!
I have seen the morning sun eat its way through everyone.
Take Action Project
Project Description:
For this take action project the students were given a choice of what they were going to do. I was planning only and interview however I was inspired to create an art piece as well. It'll be a very metaphorical picture.
What is your action plan?
At first I was planning to interview some people at the nursing home to get an idea how much energy has changed throughout their lives. after talking to a sweet 93 year old lady I though of an art project to do. She said "The world will reach a dead end if the world keeps doing what it's doing with energy consumption. Glad I'll be dead before that." I'm serious she said that.
I want to bring awareness to the fact that fossil fuels are finite. Once they are gone, they're gone. We are consuming so much energy and if we keep traveling down this path of mindless energy conscription, there will be a disastrous outcome.
Mission Statement: Our drilling and search for new fuels is tearing apart the earth and the hurting the things living on it.We are taking more than we need. Renewable energy sourses are the answer. No more searching, processing, drilling, etc. Its time we go back to our roots and work with mother earth. not against her. We have no right to just "use" her. Give and she will give back.. Love and be loved.
Vision Statement: What do you envision the results of your actions being? What do you hope to achieve? I just want it to bring attention on what's going on the the world . I want it to provoke thoughts
I want the fossil fuels part to really hit home with people. It is not only finite, our way of processing it is harmful to the environment and soon people will start noticing the disastrous effects on us. That is when we will realize we have to stop. However by that time it will be too late. That is why I put the gas mask and the dead end sign.
For this take action project the students were given a choice of what they were going to do. I was planning only and interview however I was inspired to create an art piece as well. It'll be a very metaphorical picture.
What is your action plan?
At first I was planning to interview some people at the nursing home to get an idea how much energy has changed throughout their lives. after talking to a sweet 93 year old lady I though of an art project to do. She said "The world will reach a dead end if the world keeps doing what it's doing with energy consumption. Glad I'll be dead before that." I'm serious she said that.
I want to bring awareness to the fact that fossil fuels are finite. Once they are gone, they're gone. We are consuming so much energy and if we keep traveling down this path of mindless energy conscription, there will be a disastrous outcome.
Mission Statement: Our drilling and search for new fuels is tearing apart the earth and the hurting the things living on it.We are taking more than we need. Renewable energy sourses are the answer. No more searching, processing, drilling, etc. Its time we go back to our roots and work with mother earth. not against her. We have no right to just "use" her. Give and she will give back.. Love and be loved.
Vision Statement: What do you envision the results of your actions being? What do you hope to achieve? I just want it to bring attention on what's going on the the world . I want it to provoke thoughts
I want the fossil fuels part to really hit home with people. It is not only finite, our way of processing it is harmful to the environment and soon people will start noticing the disastrous effects on us. That is when we will realize we have to stop. However by that time it will be too late. That is why I put the gas mask and the dead end sign.
Native American Studies
Rhetorical Discourse Project
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Self Reflection on Rhetorical Discourse Project I attempted to modify the perspective of my audience by using a tremendous amount of pathos in my writing. I have two main goals that I wanted to convey. The first one was easier that the second to convince because it was to inspire them to stand up and speak up against things they don’t believe in. The audience was totally okay with the idea of speaking up and being loud however, the idea of peace was not too easy… Also using Howard Zinns name caused some people to tune out everything I was saying because they don’t want to hear someone elses ideology that is not there own.
Appeals to love peace and equality (I hope) It appeals to the fact that other humans demise does not help anything. Innocent people die. Nobody likes knowing that people are dying. I also appealed to the fact that it was a waste of money because some people value money above anything else. Which is disturbing in my opinion |