Junkyard Quote 4 Week 13 extra

"Imagination blooms like high
way accidents and creeps
into the brain as we pass by."

CS Henderson "All Things Maintain One Another"

Junkyard quote 3 Week 13 extra

"repetition
engendering the friction
that burns out the brakes."

CS. Henderson "All Things Maintain One Another

Junkyard Quote 2 Week 13 extra

"the only truly magical way to listen to music is to 
dub your records onto cassette tape, 
go to an antique store and buy a boom box
or find one online
with ONLY
a radio tuner
and two cassette tape decks
preferably silver
load it up with D batteries
go to a city park with five of your best friends
and play the tape
and repeat the tape
and repeat the tape
and repeat the tape
after awhile their friends and their friends 
and their friends will all join you
before you know it 
there’ll be a crowd of 30 or so
then you can commence with the shenanigans
and have a potluck
and smoke lots of drugs
and drink lots of alcohol
and make sure all your girl friends 
get to know all your guy friends
and when you think the party’s about to run away
cause everyone’s passing out at 4 am
bust out your secret stash of german potato salad"

verymodernman.tumblr.com from  "cassette tape, secret stash"

Junkyard Quote Week 13 extra

"Roland found that the effect of being this close to the thinny was cumulative-it wasn't a sound you could get used to. Quite the contrary, in fact: the longer you were in the immediate vicinity of Eyebolt Canyon, the more that sound scraped away at your brain. It got into your teeth as well as your ears; it vibrated in the knot of nerves  below the breastbone and seemed to eat at the damp and delicate tissue behind the eyes."

From Stephen King's "Wizard and Glass"

Junkyard 2 Week 11

Aunty Entity from Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome
"Remember where you are- this is Thunderdome, and death is listening and we will take the first man that screams."

Junkyard Week 11

"How can I uninstall your existence?"

Classmate response 1 Week 10

Response to Daddy Love his Daughter by Aveguel
Well this story does seem like something that came from a law and order svu episode. It is a heavy topic but you did a good job of not staying directly on the topic. Bringing up the European traditions and deflowering was a good distraction and it lead you right back to the present situation with all of its irony of having "him" walk the speaker down the isle wearing the garter that "garters ink around my thigh". YOu made the garter one of those concrete objects that stand for something way abstract to the speaker. I enjoyed it alot it was very clever.

Calisthenic Week 10

This is the album cover for Circa Survive's Blue Sky Noise. It was done by Easo Andrews

A beast reins cockily, A pop piper
from an Archaic nightmare. It's
scene is framed by hills and trees
covered in clouds that float
through its rainbow updo.

A former Parthenon Prince? Or a temple
dwelling reject draped his hair
in the beast's breath. He thought
of it tamed; a partner. But the
prince of blues did not hear the
seduction in its noise wielding trumpet.

The beast spread it's teeth in Godly
gallons. The prince held his heart and felt
no fear as the beast gulped him down by the ears.

Free Write week 10

I almost forgot the smell of new acoustic wood
after I started to order my lead pencils. My
scratched down strings needed a change.
One that sucked in summer semester hours
filled with why brains reject culture or why
culture absorbs brains. I don't enjoy the taste
 of culture lectures. It's not my genre.
I want the thick crunch of a girl's version
of "Eminence Front".
I want to smile above the waterline for chills.
I want to be the North Atlantic ice pick
that sank your sober ship.
Don't come to my party dead and still
or be killed for thrills.

Improv Week 10

Philip Larkin "This Be the Verse"

School, with all its best intentions, fucks you up.
Teachers with their red marking pens and corporate casual
clothing, they fuck you up too. They want you to think
critically, but not enough to increase their hourly wages.

But they were fucked up by their own system's standards.
By sandwich makers in spring themed one pieces. Who
half the time were looking for husbands and faking smiles.

Man hands mediocrity to man and it spreads like
southern wildfire. Drop out as soon as you can and
self satiate an honest thirst for knowledge.

Sign Inventory Week 10

Philip Larkin "This Be the Verse"

The speaker uses "they" like an "us vs. them" type of mindset. He makes his parent and grand parents seem like abstract people that he doesn't know and will never figure out. He makes them seem shallow by calling them fools and only giving details about the type of clothes they wear.

Junkyard 4 Week 10

"Maybe I should just cave in
And let the brittle symphony in
Through it, at least perfection reigns
And everything my body craves"


"Maybe" thethingsiwriteonhere.tumblr.com

Junkyard 3 Week 10

"Maybe you could say that when the blood
sprays from the woman’s neck it looks like, hmm,
a red Chinese fan."


"Piranha" by Frank Montesonti

Junkyard 2 Week 10

"God is cruel. Sometimes he makes you live"

Stephen King

Junkyard 1 Week 10

"I can see the universe from here
My prospective perch in this town called Jupiter
There isn’t a soul in my atmosphereBut myself and a solo tear"


"When You See"

Junkyard 4 Week 9

"Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn
Just how to love again
Oh my weeping willow
Let your leaves fall and return
Oh darling the seasons are your friend"


Sia "Death By Chocolate"

Junkyard quote 3 Week 9

"Here is the truth:
my trust is a beast.
Consuming my lungs
and spilling fatal secrets
through my tongue."


paintmesecure.tumblr.com

Free Write week 9

An anxious kind of boyish man stands on the egg cooking curb,
his shirt soaked in pod liquor grease, he likes to slow cook
like his bag of boiled peanuts he won't open.
I'll stand with him for one of those nubbly little meat
nuts. He sees me looking out with my sweatshirt on
and gives me a vegan smile. I turn back to my
baloney sandwich and bite it with my meat teeth.
I crank the mayonnaise caked bread to the roof
of my mouth. I let it warm up use my tongue to
ice shave it off. Now I have mushy bread that slips
slowly down my throat as I fog from the inside.

Improv week 9

From Masque by Trisha Edwards

"There's something about having no face that makes everyone a ghost. "
They wear their norms and sink in the new black shadows.
Everyone wants their dense fix at the social drug store.
The earth creates a new rack of people every 100 years,
new, unplaydoughed minds, to train in air conditioning and
classical music. Add some glazed power points and commerce
sized bubblegum and they learn to plant grey.

Sign Inventory Week 9

 Erika Meitner Domestic Spasm
Most of the sentences start with we. There are many scenes that the speaker goes through with their partner. The sees her and her partner as blending in even though there are many descriptions of them as abnormal ( gypsies, explorers, sleeping on fire escapes).

Junkyard2 Week 9

"A tired man moves slowly onward
another victim of life’s disdain

Desperately clutching a memory
as teardrops fall like summer rain"

Cruel Time by Mike Frawly

Junkyard 1 Week 9

"Hush inner monologue
Do not dog me here
This line is closed for tonight
I want to keep my mind clear"


"Hush"  by rakuli.tumblr.com

Response1 Week 8

This kinda looks like an improv from "Clear Night". You start off with just descriptions and then you get to the heavy stuff that means alot to the speaker since it is repeated. I also like how in the beginning the speaker is observing random things to keep the mood light until the end. You did a good job of picking the right phrase "When I come Home" it is something that people can relate to and have experience but it does not sound cliche.

Sign Inventory

William Carlos Williams "Spring and All"

At the beginning of the poem the speaker mentions a contagion hospital and only mentions it once. The hospital still has presence through out the poem because the speaker describes the landscape as sick like a patient would be in a hospital. The speaker describes the winter surroundings as "dead", "lifeless", and "dry". The speaker used the hospital as a metaphor for how the winter cold suffocates and kills the land. He does not see the landscape as alive until the spring "begin to awaken" the land.

Junkyard 4 Week 8

I will measure
my success in this
life
and my worth
as a man
a friend
a lover
and most simply
as a 
human being
by counting
the number
of laugh lines
on your
face
when old age
catches
up.
"Laugh Lines" Tyler Knott Gregson

Junkyard 3 Week 8

"Make your move, obvious humor,
desperate and respiratory plight.
Always on, dressed to impress,
I'll be the last one to find out why"

"The Great Golden Baby" Anthony Green

Junkyard 2 Week 8

Can a poem paint the perfection of God
the magic and wonder of each new day
"Zen Poet" Mike Frawley

Junkyard 1 Week 8

"Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that i keep missing."

"Give Me Your Eyes" Brandon Heath

Free write Week 7

I should have said no but yes as always I said.
Can I borrow your Krispy Kreme doughnuts?
Can I eat your favorite tee-shirt? Yes, yes?
No matter what you ask, it is yes. The
Yes way is the easiest. I throw my
No's like boomerangs, but I'm the
D-Rose of yes's. How else can I
Understand why you always have sleeps
Full of yes's and mine are full of messes?
Or are they dreams of lessons? I guess
It's hard to gently place my foot in my chest.

Improv Week 7

From Amy Gerstler's "Advice from a Caterpillar"

"Advice from the Incredible Hulk"
Be, act, stay- normal. Not green- normal.
Keeping your emotions in check is everything.
People who provoke you are unavoidable,
Learn to tune them out. Extreme anger, sadness,
and embarrassment can bring the green.
Think happy things, favorite music, food or activities,
anything but the abrupt change in physical form. And
when all else fails, kill the least amount of
people as possible.

Response to Georgia Clay

Yeah I think you should make this like the draft for workshop. It really is how someone would describe the last memory they had before getting killed; all the details and I just felt in the moment. My favorite image was "my fingers glided like soaped tiles against my cheeks". You're really good at doing subjective point of views you make the reader feel like it's actually them standing in the rain reliving and it and I felt like I died. It's really great man.

Sign Inventory Week 7

"The Serenity in Stones" by Simon J. Ortiz

The speaker compares a stone that he is holding to the sky; mostly in first person. The speaker uses an objective point of view when he describes his place in the literal sky and then goes back to subjective when he describes the stones in his hands. He finds serenity because no matter which way he turns the stones, or no matter which way he turns, the sky is still there and he still holds the sky "in my eyes".

Junkyard quote 4 Week 7

Grandpa by http://afflatedzingara.tumblr.com/
The way you inhale the sweet scented air as you walk through the door that you shut with care 
Breaks my heart for though you dont know it yet
Love doesnt live here anymore
Your body sways speaking in silence the words nobody else dares to say
The removal of your snow caked coat is an image my heart simply cannot take
Crackling flames of the fire cause the cancer riddled dog to perspire
Your glasses fog as the ice crystals melt from your beard 
This is exactly what the counselor feared
“if only, if only” my soul screams aloud
if only you were more than a memory
if only this were real and not a mental cloud
I wish you were here 
With your arms around me holding me dear
Once again i wish i could say I love you grandpa with a smile instead of tears




I had to post this whole poem because it was so good and it was featured on tumblr. Tumblr has alot of talented poets and it's easy to just scroll and read different poetry. http://www.tumblr.com/tagged/poetry

Junkyard quote 3 Week 7

"Wine in the night
is a party done right
Wine in the day
means that night’s on its way
Wine in the morning
well, that’s just a warning
to sleep, wine detained
so the sheets don’t get stained"


From "A Train Ride" ghostsandonionskins.tumblr.com

Junkyard quote 2 Week 7

And the fire from his throat has captivated all the broken,
With the dreams and spells and silence that his lyrics leave unspoken,
And with the lickings of guitar that seal the secrets of his song,
He lulls the crowd into a home in which, though broken, they belong.


From "Music of the Broken" rebel-d.tumblr.com

Junkyard quote 1 Week 7

"Alone and desirous beneath the gods,

torrential rains fall violently, 

chipping our resolve."

From "Take A Glance" dvskitten.tumblr.com

Classmate response 1 Week 6

Response to queenie
In this draft you have alot of I'm not sure what the word is but things doing things that they don't normally do. Like "jay walking birds", and "curtains tickling". I when poets do this because it is the most creative things you can do with words. I think you should take this draft and keep adding more weird situations cause you seem to know what you're doing with that.

Calisthenic Week 6

My Native American grandmother cried over her Holly baby,
my peanut, who traveled with us to the other Indian markets.
There was the silken heat, barefoot children smiling forward
at the dishonest world.

 Back home women would pick them food
from the garden. Don't let those fuck peanut
dogs hound around after sunset she said. So
stubborn the fuel from her orange temper will
out sing even the 8:30 sparrows. That voice'll
carry over the chimney smokes. Those are
hand made vocals.

Sign Inventory Week 6

"Those Winter Sundays" Robert Hayden
The reader seems to use the have a cold feeling towards his father but is confused because his father is the reason why he is warm in the mornings. In the first stanza the speaker tells of how much his father worked on Sunday mornings in one sentence and then he ends the stanza with "no one ever thanked him". All of the things that the father went through is felt in the long sentence.

Imporv Week 6

From "Those Winter Sundays" by Robert Hayden

If only I knew of those gestures
that woke me up to warmth.
How do I know, how do I know
the ways to repay the winter Sundays
that led me to indifferent offices.
I would have thanked him now that
I know regretful cold sheets he'll
never warm again and wake to my
mutterings of thanks.

Junkyard quote Week 6

"Star-pricked obsidian off the edge of our meridian"


from To the Edge and Back by rakuli.tumblr.com

Junkyard quote 3 Week 6

"The apple-buds cluster together on the apple-branches,

The resurrection of the wheat appears with pale visage out of its graves"

This Compost by springchickenspring.tumblr.com

Junkyard quote 2 Week 6

Here you lay,

polluted and corrupt 

by the poisonous malaise.

thec00lniverse.tumblr.com

Free write week 6

Wise whirling wind from the
sunkest of bowels in melody in sync.
It loops through the air until it
kneads your ear instrument.
Emotions and sound-musing
now it means to you.

Free write week 6

It's a game and I'm the no-hit pitcher
Nothing like a hostile harmless throw down
They're hot in the stands trying to fan each other off
Curses flying  and stinging like wasps
Who won? Nobody- now lets celebrate.

Junkyard quote 1 week 6

“It’s in these moments,
betwixt the beating of hearts
we live and we love.”

graciouswords.tumblr.com

Calisthenic Week 5

Synesthesia
The fake smile he gave me was probably the driest greeting I've ever experienced.
I could never digest the thickness of that rocket science lecture.
His walk was cracked like the shell of an egg.
Mama's chicken soup had a rainbowy taste to it.
I could feel his life draining like coke down my throat
The bursts of his feelings is still ringing in my ears even though he said not a word.
I bit his life and spat it out like house rats
Your tipsy potato is falling off your plate
The trees look like drunken fools in the rain
Did you really have to stir the life out of that pancake mix?

Sign Inventory Week 5

The poem goes from first person to third person.The speaker seems to be connected to the blackbird because the speaker describes situations around the blackbird instead of the blackbird just being in the background. He notices the blackbird in places other people do not. The speaker is inspired when he sees the blackbird flying because he describes situations like "the river is moving", "the edge of one of many circles", "the bawds of euphony would cry out sharply". When the blackbird is flying everything else around it seems to be moved by it.
Thirteen Ways to Look at a Blackbird by Wallace Stephens
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15746

Junkyard quote 4 Week 5

“Hunter eyes
I’m lost and hardly noticed, slight goodbye
I want to rip your lips off in my mouth
And even in my greatest moment doubt
The line between deceit and right now”


Simple Math, Manchester Orchestra

Junkyard quote 3 Week 5

"Wind

Wise, whirling, wind

Wind is the lord’s rhythm.

Louder than a million trains,"

Wind by Stephen Tyler

Junkyard quote 2 Week 5

This moment’s a segment you think is unique
till it stretches a minute, an hour, a week


ghostsandonionskins@tumblr.com

Junkyard quote 1 Week 5

"Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;"

The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus

Classmate response 1 Week 4

wow this draft just spews hate from every direction and it's awesome. Every word throws a low blow; none of the words are a waste of space. Even the long, scientific words add a lengthy disgust that cannot be summed up with a short Germanic word. The draft also does a good job of moving, like I can actually feel like a disease is spreading. Once you get halfway through you can't stop reading the insults and the hate just takes over. I can't wait to see what a title for this would be.

Improv Week 4

Improv from Design by Robert Frost

I see a frozen wasp floating like an October leaf,
Held by an ant showing off for me
making their way to the pinery.
A tiny group of green and wings pesting in the sunset light.
Needles poke holes in the earth, the wasp
with its dead stinger, and the ant soldiering with
its weighing catch.


Ok I tried really hard to make this rhyme and I wanted to make my own version of the poem because I like it so much. I gave up after the third line.

Sign Inventory Week 4

Design by Robert Frost
The first stanza does not have any periods, it seems like the speaker's attention is caught up in what he's describing. The second stanza has questions. All of the characters are white and connected or "mixed". The characters are described using words like "kite", "froth", and "cloth", all things that are gentle and can blow in the wind easily.

Junkyard Quote 4 Week 4

"I detest this insipid insomnia
for a host of reasons; but, most of all,
for the reason my love lies sweetly sleeping
not fifty yards down the hall."

Insomnia -whisperedverse.tumblr.com

Junkyard quote 3 week 4

"My first was a flitting faerie"


Reminiscence


whisperedverse.tumblr.com

Junkyard quote 2 week 4

“It’s late and morning’s in no hurry, but sleep won’t set me free.”


Sarah Mclachlan, Wintersong

Junkyard quote 1 week 4

“I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away.”

—	Khaled Hosseini

calisthenic week 3

I remember when my bike first rode on two wheels
I remember my friend who ate my favorite snacks
I remember when we stopped talking and forgot why
I remember the day I got my dreams in my head

Improv Week 3

These spiky shoes reminds me of my highlights.
Sticky skins, ratted wind blown hair
Packed on the bus with the windows down.
Coach turns his back nods off and
butts fly off to warmer spots.
We're uncut in our shapely spandex
Trying to impress our sex is funny.
It's the loudest energy after every meet.
Sleepy? You'll get lucky if you get slightly gone.
We're not tired so we kiss and grab
What we have left before the bumpy ride ends.
All that work put in when it was just racing.

This draft is about the days after a track meet when we would chill on the bus ride home.

Classmate response2 Week 3

There are so many amazing sounds in this poem, there's alliteration everywhere. This is the kind of poem that you read aloud and the sounds alone give the most to the reader. You do a good job of showing the images. "Butterfly that will soon be chasing stars" is amazing because it's not a predictable way of showing how butterflies fly and I never seem them flying at night so it was cool to picture a butterfly flying at night. The verbs are great because you didn't use any one verb twice.

Free write Week 3

Starting

Starting this up, starting over again.
Rewinding it reversing it to point a.
Pulling back out of park to handle my drive.
Fixing this my wits are here near my new back.
Do it now wish you would I got it this game.
Salting on slugs? But staring at broken shells
Casting down eyes can't see where my spot is soft.
Damning it cause I'm cutting you up down off,
Fuck dude stop I started and you fuck you finished.

Yeah so I didn't mean for this to turn angry at the end. I wanted it to sound optimistic but halfway through I started thinking about times where I've had to get away from negative people who prey on people they see as weak.

Response 1 Week 3

Response to Kyley Elizabeth The Fog
I think with words like candy coated, caught and encapsulated tomb you get a good sense of being trapped in a confining space. After reading the last line of your poem it reminded me of another poem called The Sacred by Stephen Dunn. I just felt like this poem was a reply to The Fog because they both are focused on spaces and how the space makes the speaker feel, but instead of feeling depressed they feel empowered. I think if you did a riff off of The Sacred it could make your poem longer and more positive at the end.

Junkyard Quote 4 Week 3

-Between Canon and Creed
"As I dwell in perdition
I clutch my crucifix
No faith seems to exist
I leave it up to my imagination"

poeticallyprofound.tumblr.com

Junkyard quote 3 Week 3

“Live in each season as it passes: breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit.”

Henry David Thoreau

Sign inventory Week 3

From Kinky by Erika Meitner

-she describes the present in past tense and then goes to a flash back that she describes in present tense
-she uses words like sandwiched, untamable, unruly, tangled, knotted, corkscrew. Words that could also describe someone's teenage years
-she uses scents to bring her back to different times
-There are many traces of ethnicity like black girls, semitic afro, Jersey Mafioso (Italians?), Jewfro, Hebro
- The entire poem is one long stanza that goes back and forth from present to past, from memory to memory. It moves from here to there kind of like a kinky curl

Junkyard quote 2 Week 3

“She floated down to Camelot; 
And as the boat-head wound along 
The willowy hills and fields among, 
They heard her singing her last song, 
The Lady of Shalott.”


The Lady of Shalott, Alfred, Lord Tennyson

Junkyard quote week 3

"Insect ligaments, I'm the bee's knees."
                          -Childish Gambino

Free write week 2

Hovering morning birds spoiled by the feeder.
On my patio I scope the shift in their beaks. Ha!
They misplaced their brunch spoiled guts with wings!
Can't use your beaks to break my plans. You can
leave me for the pinetrees, I might care
You can dance with my smoke as i sit
with my shit free chair. Move on my pets,
the thrill is on, my sunflower seeds, my adult
beverage. You have it made your hogged
flight power, your singing skills, but I still win.

Calisthenic 1 week 2

Introduction to poetry

The swordfish, learned what cannot be
taught "Drive, goddammit" leaves transition.
Children of the maze play The Pound Game
rough house- pouncing themselves,
some sort of I.Q. test. Unused bamboo
shoots the leaves off the basho tree.

Junkyard quote 4 Week 2

“Illnesses do not come upon us out of the blue.
They are developed from small daily sins against Nature.
When enough sins have accumulated, illnesses will suddenly appear.”

—	Hippocrates

Junkyard quote 3 Week 2

“Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch.”


E.M. Forster

Junkyard quote 2 Week 2

"Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again....As
I stood there, hushed and still, I could swear that
the house was not an empty shell but lived and
breathed as it had lived before."

Rebecca,
Daphne du maurier

Junkyard quote 1 Week 2

When I Heard the Learn'd Astronomer

"How soon unaccountable I become tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander'd off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars."

Walt Whitman

Sign inventory week 1

electric girls (first two stanzas) - the first stanza sets the scene for what type of atmosphere is in the air. It seems like a happy anticipating mood. With the second stanza coming in with the abrupt "this is missing girls season" with a period it kind of darkens the poem. It seems like although the whether is hot and the girls are out playing , there are still dangerous people waiting around.

Response 2 to Kyley Elizabeth free write Week 1

I think this scrap of a poem is a good start. I think this poem is from a scene where a lover has been abandoned with nothing left but old gifts and letters from their ex. Uh. At first I didn't know what was going on but you were just setting the scene and with "smokey air" I got a view of like a cabin on a mountain side away from the city. When it gets to the seventh line the lines get longer and I understood the emotions the person was feeling. Ant the short, brief lines in the beginning made me feel isolated.

Response 1 to "The Nightingale Wished for Egg rolls" Week 1

I like how this is told through the eyes of a bird. I got a good picture in my mind of New York City and you describe it in a way that you can only understand if you put yourself in a bird's shoes. My favorite line is the first line with the rhyming and the alliteration. It caught my attention and really put me in to the bird's shoes. I also liked how the bird seemed to be stumbling across all of these sights and sounds but at the same time it was used to seeing a bunch of different things at once.

Junk yard quote 4 week 1

"Does this situation seem ethical to you?"
I was asked this question in my social psychology class and there was a heated argument between some students. I think people are confused on what the word ethical actually means. Does ethical have to do with whether someone gets hurt or not? The word ethics sound tough and it doesn't sound sympathetic to some one who is hurt. Do you go up to them and say "oh your ethics have been violated". That sound a little harsh considering everyone reacts differently to certain situations. And who am I to decide if certain experiments are right or wrong. I think that has to do with morals and everyone has different morals.

Junkyard quote 3 Week 1

"You've been deferred"
So I went to go give blood today and I was so excited because I've never done it before. I waited in line for an hour but when I was about to give blood they said I was underweight. That sucked but it wasn't the fact that I didn't get stuck with a needle that made me mad, it was the fact that the nurse looked at me and said, "You've been deferred." After all the hype about "making a difference" and the "honor" and stuff it seemed to me like they could have come up with a better way to turn people down. It seemed really abrupt and shallow. I felt like a straight up idiot actually. It was like a stuck up way of saying "we'll pass" on you.

junk yard quote 2 week 1

"involuntary nervous system"
For my brain and culture psychology class we learned about the brain of course and how some of it runs on its own automatically. I thought this was interesting until I typed in the word automatic in a thesaurus and saw that "robotically" had come up and then I got kind of weirded out. I began to ask myself how much control do I really have over what I do? Are we so advanced as humans that we are secretly robots? Is that why we always make movies about robots or aliens taking over because we secretly have a fear of us destroying our own automatic selves? The paranoia started to increase and I thought of the muse song uprising. "they will not force us, they will stop degraaaaading us!" Who the hell is they anyway? It's us I think and "we will be victorious" against each other? How is that going to happen? I guess by unifying us and them like the song says.I just thought this was interesting because we always say them and they and assume that everyone knows who that is. Maybe it is a part of ourselves that we don't like so we say "oh it's them" with an upturned nose. We should either accept the part of ourselves that we don't like or rise against. I love Muse

"Uprising" by Matthew Bellamy










Paranoia is in bloom,
The PR, transmissions will resume
They'll try to, push drugs that keep us all dumbed down
And hope that, we will never see the truth around
(So come on)

Another promise, another seed
Another, packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed
And all the, green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined
(So come on)

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
So come on

Interchanging mind control
Come let the, revolution takes its toll
If you could, flick the switch and open your third eye
You'd see that, we should never be afraid to die
(So come on)

Rise up and take the power back
It's time the, fat cats had a heart attack
You know that, their time's coming to an end
We have to, unify and watch our flag ascend
(So come on)

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious
So come on

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

Improv week 1 the end of the weekend

I lay resting alone in my personal cell
with the clothes sleeping scattered inside
where the tv tells them to buy new ones.
My thoughts encircle like warring
birds waiting to chomp and bite away.

I pillow my head to halt the battle,
a slight warmness begins as the
biting hesitates and sets in again.

Three steady knocks. My eyes fly open.
I jolt from the sleep plot and leap to the door.
A beating heart saves me from the
foolishness of severing snapping birds.

Junkyard quote 1 week one

"I would like to thank...."
This phrase isn't very surprising it's usually what people say when the win some type of award. But after watching the vma's it seems like the fakest grouping of words in the history of life. Yeah of course there are people who have helped you win at life but I'm just waiting for the day when someone walks up and says, "I would like to thank.... not god, not my cousin, not my fans but....myself".

Free entry Week 1

last night was the vma's.... I was looking forward to it of course cause i love music but it was probably the driest award show I've ever seen in my life. When people won their awards it seemed like they were happy but at the same time they were like "what the hell am i doing up here?" they would thank god and jesus who i thought was the same person but idk. I was just really looking forward to it but the performances were kinda weird as well. The weirdest was seeing chris brown flying around on stage like some black superman (while lip syncing ). And beyonce who decided to tell the world that she was pregnant at the vma's of all places. not the place that i would have picked but she's beyonce so i guess she can do what she wants. Other than all that there was a guy named joe there who was actually lady gaga. I'm a fan of hers but she just does too much all the time. It seems like she always wants attention and she always has to outdo herself and sooner or later she's going to end up with nothing to do. The vma's seemed like a huge ego stroking fest instead of artists coming together and celebrating music. and I didn't know britney spears still made music but apparently she does. so yeah.... I hope the grammy's are going to be better. Hopefully there will actually be people singing.

Calisthenics week 1

Smell: chicken on a skillet
1) smells like a summer day ending in a late wet sunset
2) smells like a walk down a busy street with no cars
3) smells like fall leaves that guessed summer was over (but wasn't)
4) smells like music played from an old acoustic guitar
5) smells like a late night famine that comes after absorbing baileys and cigarettes