How I got into junior college: Essay 3
3. What are your ends in pursuing a college education?
How would Deep Springs help you in this pursuit?
How near?
A window. The view is somewhat obstructed by the panes, but by no means hindered. Some may say it is enhanced; I give it thought (I make a case for prairie shutters). Sunlight trickles through to the floor, dancing its way to reveal the atmosphere’s imperfections. Within the prairie lies a crop of skyscrapers. Yet it is what is contained within the confines of the window, not the structure maintaining the window, that is of interest. The panes are white, the walls pastel. Grains in the hardwood floor gander upon the simple life both of a boy and a boy grown. I am that boy grown, young, yet not as impressionable. The grains also witness a child swaying in the grooves of the floor, to the whim of their own instinct. The child is not one born of my chromosomal DNA, but of recycled. I seek to accept innocence and create meaning from within, and understand it from around. This child acts as a vehicle for my own youthful attention. All responsibilities towards the child extenuate these tendencies. This bond will be a shared relationship that is not naturally inclined, superficially inclined, or even personally inclined, for the bond I seek is that of the most basic variety. A bond between two youthful innocents in the rawest of forms, an utterly complex beast, heralding the joys of truth and purity.
A simpler life, a transformation, yet by no means as profound as that of Hess’s Siddhartha (though a river does flow nearby). I attempt to create my own meaning through the arts. To understand meaning through the humanities. To discover meaning through the sciences. This triad of meaning will define my relationship with humanity along with the relationship of my interperson (both of which are the child I provide for). An investigation of the delicate interactions of humans and their environments will provide me with a thesis.
Out of my college education I seek the tools necessary to lead a much simpler lifestyle, one that can cradle me throughout my waning youth until the fateful day in which the whirlwind of complexities must be faced. I seek a continuation to my preface, of which the introduction is much more important than the body of work to follow.
Deep Springs affords me the opportunity of education in its purest form. A raw unadulterated power that has not been corrupted by the agents of time. An experiment in the sand, and an education without boundaries, though ever so confined. The confidential whisper in the west that stands for such a pedigree of purebred education and intimate governance. Most of all Deep Springs provides a knit community, a band of association and an opportunity for self-governance, allowing the community to commandeer their experience. Concentration of thought.
I reserve hope that Deep Springs can afford me a clearer understanding of the complexities of the world around, and lead me to a more basic and grounded world view, all the while expanding my viewfinder. This basic self-sustaining reality seems ever so familiar in the regard that it is ever so distant. I hope to witness the decomposition of the convolution of western society all the while forging relationships in their most unadulterated form. Relationships in the name knowledge. Relationships for the sake of one another. Relationships deeper than any of those preceding.
Colleges in the United States began as smaller isolated communities of academia. They perpetuated the idea that numerous small communities follow, forming a network of intense experimentation and discovery. Instead these established communities grew to the behemoths we know today. It is this very basic, though intense, educational style that our collegiate system was founded upon that I seek. Post secondary education in its own right was a radical institution, yet now it is left diluted and part of the status quo. Fortunately Deep Springs has continued in the spirit of educations foundation.
Passion. When exposed to passion, one cannot help but become infected with the exuberance before them, regardless if they share such a passion. The opportunity to learn, live, and lead in an environment in which such passion is fostered through individuals would further my own passion, setting forth a perpetuating cycle. A welcome trend that allows for a self sustaining environment ever flowing with passion.
Deep Springs’ very ability to survive unto its own is what so attracts my future self. Deep Springs’ basic understanding of the surrounding world (and of the world within) provides the very backbone of my inspiration. If a small community of individuals can perform at such a level, maintaining such a precedent of both labour and governance, then the very same individuals must also possess a very deep-rooted understanding of what is simple. All that is complex is formed of simple properties. This deeply forged community of highly complex simpletons may not only help me in achieving my goal, but may be the sole key to the fruition of a more simple future. My more simple future. When I am armed with a knowledge of simple truths, I am also armed with the very knowledge needed to deconstruct the complexities of the surrounding world.
Fuck pussy (or lack of).