I have always tried to express open views so that topics seen as controversial can hopefully be considered acceptable in the future. This is not to cause controversy, but rather to acknowledge reality. Not to become too uptight, but i often wonder why controversial issues are sometimes considered impolite or inappropriate. Knowing these topics do ( Read more... )

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A friend's argument is that compassion for those in third world countries is futile. While this person supports some beliefs which empathize with minority groups, she critisizes most non-white and foreign exchange students. it seems odd to me to be against discrimination in certain cases then propel a similar predjudice towards another ( Read more... )

If you raise awareness through creating an alternate peaceful vision rather than re-iterating a violent response, a stronger impact can be made. Focusing on the negative aspects of one issue only increases the power of that issue in comparison. Rather than working on "destruction" of what is considered injust, focus must be placed on awareness and ( Read more... )

Such good intentions end up with consequences of the worst sort. I was recalling how obliged I was to smile. I owed it to him not to be the kind of girl to shy away. I had seen him perform during one swift moment of my life. But still I lowered my eyes to the floor, my mouth folded so tightly in the corners like a hospital bed sheet. Can you ( Read more... )

my bare hands, and my feet on the wooden floor were so cold i could not stand, could no longer cling to anything. i fell forwards. fearing the steps, i bent my hands around the post, intwined my fingers together. i appeared to be dreaming, and in time i regained full consciousness, opening my eyes to look at her whose mouth and lips were caked with ( Read more... )

..the rain, a lull of faraway music, a symphony between the ribbons of dark sheets embellishing the land.. there's a conversation between the earth, growls which immitate thunder. my eyes have become peekholes, i gaze into a universe filled with indigo, and a darkness i cannot comprehend.. water splashes incoherently to the dance of a three year ( Read more... )

i feel the corners of my mouth turning with hope and lust...a kind of hysteria rising inside me while these unstoppable useless reminders of my old life appear in the light and sleep like cold things from another place, another world... those words from that faraway dream casts me into deep reverie. who am i? a quiet rosemary fear that chants and ( Read more... )

i was lying at the end of the bed. i've found the sprinkles of smoke fascinate me as they form spirals. the boards on the roof are a maze in which a chandelier fills the centre. i think i am a traveller seeking the warmth, the light the roof beams connect to as though confirming the chandeliers beauty. beauty... beauty is such an ugly word, yes i ( Read more... )

the wind sung that symphony which always precedes a storm ( Read more... )