Event Factory

Renee Gladman does a good job in a few passages of using language and metaphors; writing in a way which is furiously beautiful.

'The evening air is tender'

'The light is yellow'

The morning is a 'greener yellow at the start of the day but every moment growing golden'

This for me, portraying/relating things to color makes me appreciate the importance of experience. Almost as if we are born one way and slowly molded into our own color. Everything the narrative tries to do ends in failure, but still experience happens anyway. This is relatable fore me to times and failures where the important thing to do is to continue moving forward and learn from mistakes. It is like when something awful and constricting happens in your life and the only way to deal with it is to deal with it.

'Nothing happens, nothing happens, then everything is "said" to have happened...'

It's almost as if she is saying that structurally "eventually things happen suddenly". But pessimistically as well she could easily be saying that experiences are only so long, they come and go so quickly, stop giving them so much credit. It's almost as if she is discrediting memory as well. Like there is nothing we can do to stop time from clouding it. That we wait and wait for special moments only to be forgotten. This is quite a depressing concept. However, she may be saying enjoy life and let it happen rather than trying to force or recreate old happiness. Life will go its own way, you don't need a "map" or a guide, only instinct and an open mind.

Splice Poem

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace

Upon becoming an Eastern Michigan University Baseball Player

Hail the Sun of Righteousness

To insure that you are representing in a positive manner

Light and life to all he brings

In determining your appearance, academic achievement, and performance.

Ris'n with heal-ing in his wings

to provide you with the confidence and mental toughness to succeed.

To write this poem I used random lines from 'Hark the Harald Angels Sing' and our Introduction to Becoming and EMU Baseball Player Handout.

Continuation of "Beauty Standing" from City Eclogue by Ed Robertson

Only eye lives in this
in this desolation from
friendship to rest on.

Binding bodies see what eye
cannot. proposing prose to cite
what is gnawing at friendship.

He talks and wonders who
is talking about? Eye
does not feel comfortable

in his own skin in a
room the silence flattens
the ice from the sigh.

People talking to pictures
not to me
for the eye in me cannot see.

Stress

Stress is not being busy

Stress is worry

It is falling into a trap

It is being scared

                                                      of the things that need to be done

                                                      of the stones that need be turned

                                                      of the person needed to be 

                                                      of the people needed to please

We must relax when worry strikes

Two deep breaths relieve the stress

But the stress is always fighting back

Resting their hands on our garnished palms

                                                      Predicting our future, depicting our happiness.

                                                      Falling for weakness, ailing to gossip.

                                                      Pumping our brakes, pompous and hung.

                                                      On the things that are to come, of the things that must be done.

How To Manage Small Prairie Fires

My N-7 Poem

Of Course we all know the 10-15 line prose that is the Pledge of Allegiance:

"I pledge allegiance 
to the flag 
of the United States of America, 
and to the republic 
for which it stands, 
one nation 
under God, 
indivisible, 
with liberty and justice 
for all."

And after the N-7 noun replacement surgery it reads:

"I plonk allocation 
to the flail 
of the United Statistics of America, 
and to the requisite 
for which it stands, 
one naturalist 
under Godson, 
indivisible, 
with license and kayak 
for all."

I leave you with 

one of the pictures 

that pops up 

when you google: 

'One Naturalist, under Godson'

Nick Rotola

Feb. 9th

Bruno Mars' Hair

While the Seahawks were liberating freedom from Broncos for all the birds in the world, one thing remained the same, Bruno's Mars' hair. Insofar as interceptions were black plaguing Payton Manning, and making him feel as flustered as a Toddlers and Tiara's mom that lost her makeup bag, one thing remained the same, Bruno's hair. His hair was so perfectly parted with just the right amount of divine sweat and devilish grease. It was reaching deep within the fiery chasms of the deepest ocean. It fell far beyond the tarnish of an internet predator that lost his computer. It defied gravity, and Obamacare. It stayed the night at Sandusky's house and didn't get diddled. It brought its sleeping bag, and roasted marshmallows. Investing in Bruno Mars' hair is like investing in Apple in its IPO stage. His part parted the Red Sea so that all the Seahawks could walk with their tiny legs in a smug way like they own the place. That's why the Seahawks won. That's why we watch. In hindsight we all thought we were watching the Super Bowl because of the game. This was because of Bruno Mars' hair's humility.  In contrast, Peyton's hair is slightly above average. Seriously, nothing to brag about, but not bad.

Lobbyist vs. Liberalatarian

This idea comes back to me every time I encounter a difficult apple and his unconditional positive regard for whatever he feels strongly about. This guy is easy to point out because he is always the one with really strong points of view and a stiff knowledge of his favored side of an argument. He is always right, the other person is always right. This is due to his problematic cause of action, and a lack of respect for both sides of an argument.

This is a great illustration of a lot of the people that argue with me over things I don't care about. They feel like they are this girl trapped under the bag and laying on the couch of society; the government, or big business, and I'm just a cat on the arm rest wondering why you're laying under that plastic. You're making your own self inflicted prison and laying in it. It's not that I don't understand you its just that I don't care to entertain your argument. Why? Because you are not arguing in the right way.

The reason a Lobbyist is able to distract attention from whom he is defending is because he doesn't waste time trying to prove the other persons' argument wrong. In contrast, he finds a way to make the other person agree with him about something. If the other person is wrong, then he has to be right. this makes it so that no matter what the conflict, he is arguing in a calming way that encourages you to let down your guard put down your sword and agree. Why? Because he found a way to agree, so you can too. Think about this next time you're on one of your rants in class about what is wrong with the world and no one seems to be listening. If you want to be heard, be appealing. If you want to be respected, be respectful.