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Waltz

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What is a waltz?

Is it a dance of love?

A dance of intricacy?

Or one of monotony?

Each step is like the

beat of an infatuated heart.

Pitter, pitter, pat.

Pitter, pitter, pat.

To a steady three-four.

Gracefulness is a virtue.

But with two left appendages,

One can make the journey

Far more treacherous and full of

gall. Alleviating Cupid’s spark with

A single mistaken misstep.

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March 22, 2010 at 10:56 pm

“The Road Not Taken”

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“The Road Not Taken”

By Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;         5
 
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,         10
 
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.         15
 
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.         20
 

Each person in their life has a path that lies before them. And I am well aware of that as I continue to plow my way through this world in which we live. I have no clue where I’m going, but I try to make the best of the journey that I’m on. I meet new people along the way; some of which I think of as good friends. And I will be hurt whenever I part from them because I am a person who doesn’t make good connections with people very regularly…it is really a depressing time when I have to lose the camaraderie that I had with a person. It’s a fact that I discovered a long time ago.

While Frost’s poem is good in theory, he thinks of his traveler as one person, but this idea of one person on a road is absurd because we never really travel together(and don’t get me wrong, I do get the message of the poem, but go with me here). Each of us is on this road with our friends and family and have to make a decision whether to keep traveling with the group or whether to break up the fellowship as it were into smaller groups. Each of which goes down each of the multiple paths. Some traveling down the less traveled road, and others will trudge down the well traveled path to avoid disturbing their universe.

Each of us has a destiny in my opinion. We have fellow travelers with us on our own roads. Each of them is looking for something out of the world. It’s nice to have the companionship, but sooner or later, it is a possibility that ways will have to be parted. However, I think the musical Wicked had the right idea about friendship. In the song “For Good”, Glinda and Elphaba sing about changing each other for the better because they have been friends.

“Because I knew you…
I have been changed for good…”

I guess I got on this topic of thought because I was thinking about my next step of going to Graduate School and getting my Master’s Degree. It’s kind of bitter sweet almost because I know that my path will once again be diverging from people that I love and have become attached to…but C ‘est la vie…just like in The Lord of the Rings, the fellowship may be broken, but we’ll still be rooting for the others to get to their own personal Mt. Doom.

God, I hope I didn’t come off sounding like an emo kid…because if I did, I would be rather disappointed in myself…however, I don’t think my writing is angsty enough (hey, had to put a touch of humor at the end.)

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March 20, 2010 at 11:49 pm

Machete

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Machete

 The blade warbles

Through the air.

Beating out a symphony

Of scarlet and pink.

The cries will not

Stop the arms of man.

The jungles will not

Conceal our bodies.

Our souls will sing

From the earth.

Our heart and cause

Will go on.

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March 16, 2010 at 11:12 pm

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Being Alive?

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In the show stopping number from the musical Company, the main character Robert (or Bobby) is accosted by the people around him because they want him to settle down and marry. They think that it will make him happy to have someone that needs and loves him. And through the song “Being Alive”, we are shown that Bobby wants this relationship, too. But the question I must ask is why does someone have to have a significant other in order for society to see them as the “norm”? I mean seriously what is so wrong with being able to live your life without having someone there wondering where you are or having to check with someone else before you make decisions that might effect you both.

“Being Alive”

By Stephen Sondheim

Someone to crowd you with love,
Someone to force you to care,
Someone to make you come through,
Who’ll always be there,
As frightened as you
Of being alive,
Being alive,
Being alive,
Being alive.

AMY: Blow out the candles, Robert, and make a wish. *Want* something!
Want *something*!

ROBERT:
Somebody, hold me too close,
Somebody, hurt me too deep,
Somebody, sit in my chair
And ruin my sleep
And make me aware
Of being alive,
Being alive.

Somebody, need me too much,
Somebody, know me too well,
Somebody, pull me up short
And put me through hell
And give me support
For being alive,
Make me alive.

Make me confused,
Mock me with praise,
Let me be used,
Vary my days.
But alone is alone, not alive.

Somebody, crowd me with love,
Somebody, force me to care,
Somebody, make me come through,
I’ll always be there,
As frightened as you,
To help us survive
Being alive,
Being alive,
Being alive!

I understand that having a significant other is a noble ideal for most people. I would like to find someone someday, settle down, and have children. I think that that is the preprogrammed animal-side of humanity that courses through our brains. Yet, I also have other goals and dreams which I don’t think I could accomplish if I have a spouse and kids in tow…I mean I would love to visit the world, teach abroad, backpack through Europe, and many other (now clichéd) things. I just don’t think that it’s practical for me to get married right now. Also, I don’t know that I’ve met a woman lately that I would feel comfortable dating…I’m picky…but in a relationship one has to be…Right?

The reason why I am thinking about this subject is one because the song “Being Alive” popped up in a shuffle mix on my iTunes and two because every time I go home my mother asks me about any female friend I’ve been lately…seriously, if I’ve mentioned that I’ve hung out with them at all, she starts asking me about how they’re doing and what they’re doing and such. She’s being very transparent whether intentionally or no…I don’t know….I really just want to ask her can’t I be alone and be happy without her trying to hitch me to someone.

Understandably, my brother and sisters were all married by their early 20’s. Now, as I approach my mid-20’s, I suppose she thinks that I should be married and have kids (mind you, my siblings have grandkids…so that’s not a viable hypothesis).However, I do not see it as such. I’m fine with being free and easy with no ties. Like I said, I do want to marry someday, but right now, I’m a little more career and future oriented.

On the other hand, I am also realistic. If I did meet someone in the next couple of years or months even that I fell in love with, I wouldn’t put that on hold because of my previously said ideas. I would probably marry and continue with everything (a little differently but trying to go down the same course). I guess some people would think that I’m a cynic…and honestly, I’m fine with that in the grand scheme of thing. Think me a cynic, think me an asshole, or think me an angel…it’s really whatever. I know that I will find my own path to “Being Alive”…it’s just a little further down the line.

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March 14, 2010 at 9:31 pm

Goddess

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She blinds my eyes
She binds my soul
She uses her powers
of seduction.

I am whole in her
earth tones.
Pulling my song into
the mainstream.

Love her, hate her, or
despise the dancer.
Love the dance.

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March 9, 2010 at 11:24 pm

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Amore

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 Amore

Wads of tissues

Smattered with crimson,

Laying in small piles

On the floor of our small condo.

The coughs echo

Through the four rooms,

Cutting across the emptiness,

Filling the space.

I wipe the spittle

From her cracking lips.

Her life is measured in

Bedpans and coffee stirrers.

Another cough

And her body seizes with the force.

I watch and get a spoon

Ready with more of the foul liquid.

She lies there, a clammy

Paleness against the scarlet

Splotched sheets.

Their washed in rotations by me.

Her emaciated face

Like a grinning skull

Show gratitude,

But here, I will sit till the end.

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February 26, 2010 at 11:37 pm

X-Men and the 60’s

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If taken in the context of the 60’s, the idea of the X-Men is an interesting one. During the 60’s, the Civil Rights Movement was in full swing. The African-Americans fought for their rights and eventually won them from the suppressing forces of America. This plight is echoed in the pages of the X-Men Comics with ever more parallels that just this recurring theme.

The X-Men must deal with prejudice in the pages of their comics much the same as the African-American did in reality. The X-Men are persons with special powers such as flight, fire manipulation, etc. and are often refered to as mutants because of this. They must fight to become accepted in a world that sees them as freaks or as lesser beings. They have to fight against extremist groups such as the Friends of Humanity (F.O.H.) which has the particular ring of the Ku Klux Klan. They have to fight the prejudice and even lose members of their community to these persons. They also have to deal with the Sentinels, huge robots that are built to hunt mutants. These robots come to take them in the night. Much like the groups that used to come and burn down African-Americans’ houses during the night.

The leaders of both the main groups of mutants, the X-Men and the Brotherhood of Mutants, are reminiscent of the two main African-American figures of the time. Dr. Charles Xavier (X-Men) is the spitting image of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. He believes that humans and mutants can live together in harmony and tries to work through peaceful methods to end the human/mutant prejudice. He thinks that man and mutant kind can live together in peace if they just try much as King did. With the help of his X-Men, he tries to show the world that mutants are not all bad and that they peacefully coexist.

Magneto (The Brotherhood of Mutants), on the other hand, is more proactive like Malcolm X. He believes that coexistence can be achieved mainly through force and uses his groups of mutants to try to subjugate the human race to that of the mutants. He openly attacks groups that threaten mutants and is continually in conflict with those who oppose his ideals. With his group, he becomes a threat to the idea of peace that Xavier hopes to make possible. He himself could be viewed regressing the steps forward that any others had made because the majority of the world does not respect violence (think of the War in Iraq, the Rwandan Genocide, etc.) and deal with it swiftly and with equal violence.

The X-Men are a subject that are near and dear to my heart. It seems to me that Stan Lee and the other creators had a specific idea in mind when they started publishing this comic. They used the struggle of the mutants to be a metaphor for the struggle of the African-Americans. It seemed that they used this as their own individual method of protesting the unfair treatment of African-Americans everywhere.