Ardouus Battles

Can you feel it? As you wait for him to come through the door. The grounds keep still. It is your own mass that starts to shiver. Not like in a gentle breeze, but a tremble of fear. You are left in a mind-numbed stare as if you lost all reason. Your eyes dilate in order to absorb more light. You can now challenge every shadow to see all imperfections, and justify your trophy as real. When your eyes are fixed ahead: the silhouette becomes clear, every line, curve, and color is committed to memory. Your trophy is now marked in your name. This trophy is yours and yours alone. It is yours to hold, yours to show, and yours to love. He knows this by the very first stare. But still, it’s not easy to obtain.

Dreams of Bunnies

I saw this image on the internet a few days ago. It reminded me of my dreaming, and putting things at rest.













It's beautiful isn't i? The landscape, Nature stripped from human ingenuity. It’s a perfect world, where every wild flower in a bunch or lonesome has its place. Together they light the ground as we conquer, provide a route when we wander, show us hope when we ponder, and display its beauty when we encounter, ourselves. I was free from blame here, and this is where I came as a child to put my fears at rest.

Unlike the times I have now, when I was a child, this dream had another element: The bunnies sprinting along the meadow: the green, the blues, and the purples. They would sprint so effortlessly. Now that I’m older all I see is the darkest black, and the lightest white. Their coats have lost all color, and they won’t sprint and hop, they don’t skip and smile, they don’t prance along mindlessly: they just trudge along frighteningly. My imagination is shot; it now takes an effort to see the colors. It takes an effort to imagine nothing. That’s all this is, it’s nothing. I miss when it was simple to just imagine, nothing: the meadow, the bunnies. But I have been tainted, and corrupted, and I lost my ingenuousness long ago.

Music.

There are many types of music in the world such as rock, hip-hop, rap, techno, reggae, country, etc. Usually people listen to music as a form of emotion. Music might be used to hype people up or to just sooth people. I love to listen to music either when I am mad or sad or even happy it just helps bring me into a better emotion zone. I like to listen to music because artist usually sing/rap about how they feel in situations, so i relate to many or the artist. When I relate to the singers I realize that it isn't just me in the world that might feel the way I do about something. Also, music is helping to sooth me when you are tired and want to just relax you listen to soothing music to calm you down. 

Poetry and Art

I have discovered that many use the forms of poetry or art to express feelings and emotions. I read the Def Poetry Jam book which is based on the poets expressing their feelings in a play just in a poetic way. I like to use art to express my feelings because the shades of colors and shapes help emphasize more on your feelings. For example there was Frida who painted when she had to sit in bed all day because of her accident, or Van Gogh painted mostly realistic paintings with abstract techniques. Many artist paint using either realism or abstract techniques to show people how they see the world or to show emotions. Poetry is very similar except that there is no pictures just words. People express their emotions and feelings through words in a song technique usually rhyming. 

B-R-O-O-K-L-Y-N

Brooklyn is the place where not only have I but many of my friends been born and raised in. Brooklyn is the place where many of us have learned so much about life. Many people love and take their hometowns to heart because they have been effects in many peoples lives. Your hometown is very important to a person because they have were born there and should feel like a part of something big. I think brooklyn is a part of me because I grew up here, so I feel safe, and more aware of my surroundings. Unlike other people that come here feel unsafe because they were never raised to be in the same environment as this one. Whenever I go out of state or country I feel weird walking down streets or seeing how other people live because I am so use to living the way I do in the city. Your hometown is also a big part of you life because you pick up accents and your ways of living. I feel safe and right at home no matter what part of brooklyn I am in because its my hometown and I was born and raised here.

Stereotypes

There are many stereotypes that are well know around the world. Many stereotypes are not true and also may hurt people due to the false information. Stereotypes often fall into the categories of discrimination, racism, sexism, ethnocentrism, minorities, etc. I don't think stereotypes are right to people because stereotypes often begin based on another persons mistake. I don't think anyone should be judged on their religion, nationality, color of skin, or sex. An example of a stereotype I have heard that I highly disagree with is that men are stronger or smarter than women. Statics have shown that women are mentally more mature then men, however the conflict with who is stronger I think that all is based on the type of man or woman you chose to compete because I am sure that there are women out in the world that can lift up anything a guy can. Another stereotype I found was untrue was that all blacks are thieves. I think that if any man or women in the world has bad intentions in life will do whatever they need to succeed in what they want to do. Color does not make you want to kill more or steal.

FRIDA

Frida was a very independent women. She grew up to be a painter because she was inspired. After the accident she was in she still stayed strong. Most of her artwork was a reflection of her life. Even though she was in bed for a while that definitely didn't stop her from doing what she loved. Frida was heartbroken but continued to paint and find her love. No matter what Frida went through with either the accident or her divorce with her husband she still continued to paint. Her art work wasn't only a way she could pay bills but it helped her express her feelings rather than telling everyone. I think Frida was a strong women and helps prove the stereotypical view on women that they need a man to be depend on.