Monday, April 27, 2009

I believe that aliens built the pyramids. (seriously) 

I believe that Google has all the answers.

I believe that you are the master of your own destiny.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

The Red Wheelbarrow 
by William Carlos Williams
so much depends
upon  a red wheel barrow  glazed with rain water  beside the white chickens.

I like this poem because after reading it, you can vividly imagine what the Red Wheelbarrow looks like. These two sentences invoke
real images in your mind. I not only see the red wheelbarrow, but the white chickens too, and the farm and pastoral land that probably 
surrounds them. 
I think Williams is trying to say that people don't truly understand poetry. Perhaps he is saying that poetry is more important and plays a bigger, better role in our lives than the news does.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

What Is Success?

I'm 53 years old living in Oregon. My rustic mansion is spacious and beautiful, situated on 20 acres of lush green, pastoral land. Inside my house the biggest room is the library. I cherish this room more than any other, because in my spare time when I am not being a lawyer, I love to read. My library has towering bookshelves and rows upon rows of books, fantasy and non-fiction alike. In my garage, I have a sporty mustang, and a Kawasaki racing motorcycle. On weekends I go out on tracks with it, and sometimes use it in place of my car. There is no better feeling than going 60 miles per hour down the highway on a motorcycle with the wind screaming by you. My job provides me with enough money so I never have to worry about running out of money. Besides riding my motorcycle on weekends, I go down into california and hang out with my buddies, watch movies, and go to clubs. My wife usually comes with me, but sometimes has a girl's night out. Success. I'm 53 years old doing whatever makes me happy in life. That, is the definition of success. 

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Its green top is scratched and worn from all the piles of clothes and papers my mom has put on it for storage. It is not meant for storage, but meant to play tennis on. However, as it provides a large surface area my mom has designated it as her personal storage place. On one side of the net lie piles of clothes and on the other side, lie boxes of papers. Its form is bent and one day, I hope to clear its top and reuse it. 

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

I think that the upcoming inauguration is one of the most pivotal moments in American History. For the first time ever a black man is becoming the president in the United States. Not only is this a great stride for black Americans but a symbol that anyone in America who, given a fair opportunity,  can do anything, and become anything they want. Also, I am cautious as to exalt Obama, because he has so much to live up to. People think he is the next best thing, but if he somehow fails America, like Bush, Americans will be crushed. 

Thursday, January 15, 2009

When I had a not-so-great secret I was keeping for a friend, I did lose some sleep thinking about it. I was conflicted with thoughts as to weather or not I should tell someone my friend's secret for his own good. It had a tiring effect on me because I was constantly thinking about what I should do.