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Souvenirs
A poem It’s fall outside, of orange and redthere’s a chill on the airwinter’s biting at my front doorand I’ve plunged into despair The sun is setting, the wind’s suspendingon the golden horizonthe leaves crunch to my earsthe colors are souvenirsand they’re saying ‘come home son’ This is the lifethis is the listeningof words we…
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you’re coming alive to me
I love it when music and movies come alive. Recently I listened to Copeland’s new album, Eat, Sleep, Repeat. That album, as well as Jack’s Mannequin’s Everything In Transit, somehow opened up a new gateway into music and life for me. When I listened to them, everything else I had ever heard before that seemed…
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for you, Blue, wherever you are…
A poem Hidden smiles beneath furtive glancesa fluttering heart stops any advancesfor fear of reveal The world is small today’cause you’re the center of mine“beautiful” doesn’t do you justiceand that terrifies meyour soft eyes define mine The world is yours today’cause you have what I haveyou are what I have Your deft approachshuts me downsends…
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The Prestige
The Prestige is a film about magicians and their illusions, but it is also an illusion itself. In the film and in magic, we are first shown the Pledge; a seemingly ordinary scenario that we will assume is probably not so ordinary. Alfred Borden (Christian Bale) and Rupert Angier (Hugh Jackman) two rival magicians who…
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Hey brother!
I just finished watching the final episodes of Arrested Development on DVD. If I haven’t told you before, please rent the DVDs. It is by far one of the best comedies and overall television shows I have ever seen. It is a unique kind of comedy, so be ready for fast moving storylines and a…
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Desirable
This is the artistic version of the previous post. It’s a writing project I had to do for Creative Writing last year. The objective was to write a story/opinion piece/whatever in the perspective of the opposite sex. My attempt got the top prize for realism. See what you ladies think. Sometimes I wish I were…
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a guarantee
I was walking back to my room after history class today and my conversation with my neighbor Jon took an interesting turn. He pointed out a girl on the other side of the street whom he thought to be attractive. He went on to explain that she wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous by any means, but he…
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Right you are, Aristotle
We’re reading Nicomachaen Ethics in my Philosophy 100 class. In Book IX Aristotle talks about friendship and what it requires. The three kinds of friendship he describes are: 1. utility: where each party finds something of use in the other 2. pleasure: whether it be simply enjoying each others company or sharing a common interest…
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Test one two…
I thought I’d give this blog thing a whirl. I realized that I have all these thoughts floating around in my head and they never seem to get into my journal or someplace useful. Let’s just have a discussion. You and me, camping in the mountains beneath the stars with nothing better to do than…