Name: Ianthe M. Belisle Dempsey
Age: 17
Favorite philosopher: Ralph Waldo Emerson
Age: 17
Favorite philosopher: Ralph Waldo Emerson
Been there
Time travel
And, yes!!
I say that time travel
Really does already exist
But not through the sciences
And through physics
But it exists within the power
Of our own minds
To illuminate our own memories
And now through some
Subliminal hypnotic state of mind
One can recede back
Into one's own previous life
Not to extract precise, minute details
But to re-inhabit vague transcendental experiences of pre-existential... optimism
A time before any ability to reason
Is actually set
A time before logic covers
All the dimensions of our thinking
And if we're lucky
We can even dissolve back
To a time of glorious, superhuman
Space and time
A time when all things seem possible
Time travel
And, yes!!
I say that time travel
Really does already exist
But not through the sciences
And through physics
But it exists within the power
Of our own minds
To illuminate our own memories
And now through some
Subliminal hypnotic state of mind
One can recede back
Into one's own previous life
Not to extract precise, minute details
But to re-inhabit vague transcendental experiences of pre-existential... optimism
A time before any ability to reason
Is actually set
A time before logic covers
All the dimensions of our thinking
And if we're lucky
We can even dissolve back
To a time of glorious, superhuman
Space and time
A time when all things seem possible
check these sweet tunes.
Friday, February 1, 2008
Why Am I Here? An Existential/Meteorological Crisis
We are also the only goddamn school in the area that stays open after 10 inches of snow.
I'm sitting in the computer lab, looking out of the window, and if everything worked out the way I wanted it to, those would be giant Sno-Caps and that would be falling shredded coconut. Unfortunately, it's snow. All snow. And it keeps on coming. And better yet, the air conditioner is on. Why... who made this decision?
Flossmoor Road wasn't even plowed this morning trying to get to school. There's definitely problems when one of the major roads in our village is Death Star1 and I still have to get somewhere.
The elementary and junior high schools down the same street as H-F are closed. James Hart is closed. Marian Catholic is closed. Lake Central is closed. Mokena is closed. The college where my mother works is closed.
Snow is great and all. It's pretty, I don't deny that. I also am afflicted with a condition called cold urticaria, which in layman's terms means that I'm allergic to the cold. I break out in hives, and on days like today I have to carry an Epi-Pen around because if I come in immediate contact with snow or harsh winds, I run the risk of going into anaphylactic shock.
Presently I need to run to the front of the school so I don't miss my medical shuttle bus.
1Not fully operational.
There are a lot of great things about Homewood-Flossmoor Community High School. The strong Advanced Placement program, a host of great teachers (and a few not so great), a strong theatre program, the most powerful high school radio station in the country, and a rather kickass debate team.
We are also the only goddamn school in the area that stays open after 10 inches of snow.
I'm sitting in the computer lab, looking out of the window, and if everything worked out the way I wanted it to, those would be giant Sno-Caps and that would be falling shredded coconut. Unfortunately, it's snow. All snow. And it keeps on coming. And better yet, the air conditioner is on. Why... who made this decision?
Flossmoor Road wasn't even plowed this morning trying to get to school. There's definitely problems when one of the major roads in our village is Death Star1 and I still have to get somewhere.
The elementary and junior high schools down the same street as H-F are closed. James Hart is closed. Marian Catholic is closed. Lake Central is closed. Mokena is closed. The college where my mother works is closed.
Snow is great and all. It's pretty, I don't deny that. I also am afflicted with a condition called cold urticaria, which in layman's terms means that I'm allergic to the cold. I break out in hives, and on days like today I have to carry an Epi-Pen around because if I come in immediate contact with snow or harsh winds, I run the risk of going into anaphylactic shock.
Presently I need to run to the front of the school so I don't miss my medical shuttle bus.
1Not fully operational.
Ianthe. posted at 7:49 AM