I believe that dreams are the images, thoughts and feelings that one experiences while asleeping, and is strongly associated with rrapid eye movement sleep.
Not too long ago I had a dream that my aunt had a beautiful baby boy at a family gathering. The gathering was in an open field were there were hill tops covered with all types of flowers and different shades of grasses.It was simply amazing. I have never had a dream that was filled with such vibrant colors.Colors like light green, chartreuse, green yellow,Fuchsia,Dark Khaki,Deep Sky Blue mix with yellow and a little pink.There were so many bright colors in my dream that I felt like I was looking at this world with untrained eyes that felt like they were blistering up. That is how bright and beautiful this dream was.Well any way I was running through the field and I saw all of these joyous children running as well.
Suddenly I run into this child while he or she is picking up their ball and I see something that I unfortunately do not like.To what I thought I saw as he or she bent down to grab the ball were symbols that looked like "666" on his or her scalp hidden behind his or her blond hair.When the child came back up I looked at his or her face and it was not there. I was completely gone and it kind of looked like their face was washed or smudged away. I did say anything to that child. I just ran away and when I did it was like I had forgotten that horrible encounter.But it seemed a little strange to see such a thing. Don't you think so ? When I first saw this image I thought of my mother telling me to pray to god in my dream to prevent these horrible images from appearing in my mind but what do I know I never listen to her. I just forget about that and welcome whatever is to come.
As I continue my way into the realm of my dream I see even more elegant fields of wild California Poppy's, Maximilian Sunflowers, Texas Bluebonnets etc., and a magnificent forest that was formed in a sort of horse shoe shape along side the tall hills.It was an eye sore to just try to look at the top of the hill top but I did. I even claimed that monstrous hill just because. When I got to the top of the hill top I thought to myself what a sight it was .I could see everything so clearly like a photograph.I thought to myself it could not get any better that this.I could see my family for the first time celebrating joyously without any negative atmosphere flowing around them, I could see the way the tops of the trees swayed with the ever so crisp lemon scent breeze,as if the breeze were to ask the trees to dance,and I could see that beautiful red Orange, crimson sun over the horizon of that flawless clear velvet sky. Wow! If I had the ability to stay forever in this dream world I would but I knew that it is not possible. So I just lied back and drifted off into a daydream in my dream.Ha! Ha! Ha!
Then suddenly someone yells out my name. At first I thought that is just the clatter of my thoughts moving around in my mind but then I heard it again.This time I stood up to see who it was that was yelling my name.It was my cousin Priscilla yelling up from the bottom of the hill. Although I knew that she was yelling to me I could not hear her. So I decided to go down to see what was the matter but there was a problem. The hill top was so steep that I was afraid that I might come tumbling down it but I knew that I could not just ignore her. So I gathered all of my courage and carefully jogged down the hill.As I jogged down the hill I tripped on a rock that seemed to be dug into the ground.When I tripped I lost my balance and was going to land straight on my face.As I rapidly fell to a torturous spin bending doom I started to float in the air. I do not know what allowed me to float but I did not worry about that.I flew all the way down the hill towards my cousin.
When I arrived down the hill she told me that my aunt was having the baby. At this point I was very excited of the arrival of a new family member but I was a little pissed off because I could have broken my neck jogging down that hill.Everyone was every where but there was one big circle surrounding someone.At that moment I thought I knew it was too good to be true. I knew that My family could not survive not even one nice gathering without one fight and or quarrel.Slowly walking towards Priscilla, I asked her who was fighting this time. She looked at me like I was an idiot. Then she told me that it was my aunt that was surrounded by everyone having the baby. I went into complete shock mode.How could she have the baby out here on the grass.Then I heard the sweetest and scariest voice I could have ever heard.
It was my aunts voice.My aunt is the sweetest person you would ever meet. She is always smiling but I never seen a face like this combined with such a kind voice. A pregnant women.Men watch out because this is when they are the most fragile and fermium of all time. So if you like your hands I suggest that you not get too close to that lovely flower of your because she will grab anything that she could compress all of her energy into. She will use you like an antenna to conducting the electric volts of lightening into your hand,leg anything.Well anyway I was yelled at by my mother (the new fonded lightening rod of Zeus)to go get some towels for my aunt.
Going up these flight of stairs never felt more torturous in my life than today.Possibly because I do not know maybe it was it was three flights of stairs.Well I got the towels and ran down the stairs. I was excited I could not wait to see if it was a boy or a girl.Then once I arrive back with the towels they tell me that they do not need them anymore. Ooh!!! I was so pissed but I cooled down because I wanted to see the baby.
Before anyone can kiss and or slobber all over the baby I received the child personally from the barer of the child one who yells the loudest.I caress the child in my arms,hold him and check him out. I announce that it is a baby boy. It was wonderful. I walk in the building to the first, second,and third floors and announced the news.Finally when I get up to the third floor I show everyone the baby .When I show my grandmother she is so happy but for some reason I am distracted by something.I look at the pot and I ask my grandmother what she is cooking and she tells me yellow rice.For some reason when I look at the tiny grains that are along the outside of the pot they start move. Then there is when I find out that the grains of rice are tiny maggots.
I then woke up called my mother and told her about my dream and to my and her surprise as well that exact day she had just found out that my aunt was pregnant.THis was one of the most amazing dreams that I have ever had.
After having this dream I wondered to myself how long does a dream last? Well since I was so intrigued by the many dreams that i have I decided to find it out. I used the Google search engine, and typed in the question,"How long is a dream?" I had found out that the time period of a dream is called a Rem period. A REM sleep period are dreams that last as long as five to forty five minutes long,even though the known time that is spent in a dream is much longer than that. A reason for such a time stretch in a dream would possibly be because dreams are combined from pieces that have their own different setting in time. A dreamer would first dream of something that possibly happened a year ago, then following that dream would possibly come something that occurred just recently, then the dreams would blend together and the dreamer is left with a feeling of a dream that lasted the length of a year.That is pretty incredible if I say so myself but experiments that have been conducted suggest that dreamed actions run in real time. So what a dreamer would do in his or her dream would take exactly this time to dream. With external influences from the dream, like the radio running in the morning, the dreamer would have both the real time in which you hear something and sometimes the feeling that it the dream lasted longer than expected. Time is definitely the apprehending aspects that is heavily distorted in ones dreams.
Of course every person on earth dreams every night. As a matter a fact even mammals dream . It must be that something extremely wonderful must be going on while we sleep and dream, even though in the industrialized world that we live in today, a great number of people pay little attention to there dreams, and sometimes deprive themselves of sleep because it is apprehended as a loss of time and unproductive. It is amazing that we human beings would deprive ourselves of such a luxurious feeling to rest and rejuvenate oneself. It is just like depriving oneself mind of oxygen. Without oxygen you can not breath ,therefore you can not function. Same goes for the body. Without sleep your body will feel tired, you cannot think straight, therefore your mind and body will fail at any productive activities you do.Dreams encompass an entire dimension of experience, a world as yet unexplored by most, where a fascinating world of activity awaits discovery and possible harvest for greater fulfillment in waking life. The challenge is again the same common daily experience for the average person offers little proof of this other reality, let alone the possible value of this other dimension of experience, unless one can gain perspective from outside the nine to five work day structure.Dreams relate mental skills such as dream recall or dream interpretation and information on subjects such as the meaning of nightmares or foreknowledge dreams is not usually taught in our institutions, and the majority of our parents knew or passed on little about the value of dreams as we grew up. So it is no big surprise that many adults remember a few or no dreams at all, and even more rarely think or set out to interpret the guidance and mine the jewels of creative inspiration hidden just below the surface of consciousness in dreams. Basically, nobody told us or showed us how dreams can be extremely practical.The result of where this long-standing trend of disregarding dreams has brought society is that the current misdirected notions about the value of dreams are not only extremely misunderstood, but also represent and even brought along a lack of connection with the subconscious and our own deeper nature. This artificial rift may indirectly, or even rather directly be the source for many of our current personal, cultural and planetary social, political, and environmental challenges.One solution towards re balancing and integration on a personal and eventually a planetary level, is for each of us to realize and begin to investigate how our personal dreams, at very least, each night offer a direct means to explore inner reality and gain unique, undeniable experiences of deep personal value. Dreams do indeed offer opportunities for fun, adventure, wish fulfillment, creativity, deep personal insight and healing and dreams offer all this at no cost.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Girls... Confused Yet?
Girls… Confused Yet?
They are the bringers of life. They are our lovers and our friends. They have the power to easily make any man tremble in fear. They are; to this very day, the MOST CONFUSING creature known to man. They are our mothers; they are our sisters, our grandmothers, our cousins, and our aunts. They are all of these things, but most importantly, they are women.
Any age group of women was more than worthy for me to write this essay on, but in the end I chose to observe and write about the groups of women/girls that you would find in high school and college. I chose to observe these two groups because I wanted to figure out how girls in college are both similar and different from girls that are in high school. There was that reason, and also because these are the groups that I encounter most, and for me they are the most confusing.
To write my essay, I risked my very own life time and time again. I spent a whole week each with the high school, and the college girls; observing them in their natural habitats.
I wanted to start off slowly, so I first ventured into the heart of the high school girl’s community. Looking over my shoulder every second afraid of a sudden, malicious attack; I carefully walked around the sardine-packed like hallways. I noticed that the specimens mostly walked around in packs. Everywhere I looked I was surrounded. Laughing and giggling so loudly, I was amazed that anyone within ten feet of them wasn’t deaf. I dared to get within earshot of what some groups were saying, each pack’s conversations consisted of either who looked the best, what guy each thought was cute, what each were going to do this weekend, and/or what they wanted to do that day after school.
Next I made my way into their cafeteria. Here, I found large amounts of girls sitting together in what seemed their own “clicks”. I found here, all of the girl stereotypes that I could ever imagine. I saw the gothic, the nerdy, the sporty, the preppy, and the glamorous. It seemed as if each had their own section of the café of which they owned. If another from a different click attempted to integrate with other groups, only a very few number of times were they successful.
I left the high school younglings behind, gathered up all of my courage, and found myself up against the deadlier of the two colonies. The college girls.
My observations for this group consisted of me going to numerous places where they were most commonly known to gather around the campus. Some of these places I conducted my studies from were, an interesting place called the Dinning Commons; where they conduct their eating. Another of my locations was called The Woodward Center. Apparently this is where females go to tone their bodies. The final observation site was a place called The Ely Center. Here I learned they either go to study at a library, or relax in this lounge-type area. I did this a number of times during the course of the week I was with them.
Just like their high school counter-parts, the college girls seemed to still have their own clicks, and walked around in packs. Only here the packs of girls were smaller, and less common. More and more girls in college were able to walk around by themselves, and be more independent. As I viewed this group while they ate the stereotypes were all still there. But unlike in high school, the groups were all integrated within one another. They seemed to welcome each other to sit with them, and happily all ate together.
After nearly escaping with my life from the college girls, I was able to gather up all of the information from all of my observations from both my high school escapade, and my college journey and came up with only one conclusion…
I STILL know nothing about women!
They are the bringers of life. They are our lovers and our friends. They have the power to easily make any man tremble in fear. They are; to this very day, the MOST CONFUSING creature known to man. They are our mothers; they are our sisters, our grandmothers, our cousins, and our aunts. They are all of these things, but most importantly, they are women.
Any age group of women was more than worthy for me to write this essay on, but in the end I chose to observe and write about the groups of women/girls that you would find in high school and college. I chose to observe these two groups because I wanted to figure out how girls in college are both similar and different from girls that are in high school. There was that reason, and also because these are the groups that I encounter most, and for me they are the most confusing.
To write my essay, I risked my very own life time and time again. I spent a whole week each with the high school, and the college girls; observing them in their natural habitats.
I wanted to start off slowly, so I first ventured into the heart of the high school girl’s community. Looking over my shoulder every second afraid of a sudden, malicious attack; I carefully walked around the sardine-packed like hallways. I noticed that the specimens mostly walked around in packs. Everywhere I looked I was surrounded. Laughing and giggling so loudly, I was amazed that anyone within ten feet of them wasn’t deaf. I dared to get within earshot of what some groups were saying, each pack’s conversations consisted of either who looked the best, what guy each thought was cute, what each were going to do this weekend, and/or what they wanted to do that day after school.
Next I made my way into their cafeteria. Here, I found large amounts of girls sitting together in what seemed their own “clicks”. I found here, all of the girl stereotypes that I could ever imagine. I saw the gothic, the nerdy, the sporty, the preppy, and the glamorous. It seemed as if each had their own section of the café of which they owned. If another from a different click attempted to integrate with other groups, only a very few number of times were they successful.
I left the high school younglings behind, gathered up all of my courage, and found myself up against the deadlier of the two colonies. The college girls.
My observations for this group consisted of me going to numerous places where they were most commonly known to gather around the campus. Some of these places I conducted my studies from were, an interesting place called the Dinning Commons; where they conduct their eating. Another of my locations was called The Woodward Center. Apparently this is where females go to tone their bodies. The final observation site was a place called The Ely Center. Here I learned they either go to study at a library, or relax in this lounge-type area. I did this a number of times during the course of the week I was with them.
Just like their high school counter-parts, the college girls seemed to still have their own clicks, and walked around in packs. Only here the packs of girls were smaller, and less common. More and more girls in college were able to walk around by themselves, and be more independent. As I viewed this group while they ate the stereotypes were all still there. But unlike in high school, the groups were all integrated within one another. They seemed to welcome each other to sit with them, and happily all ate together.
After nearly escaping with my life from the college girls, I was able to gather up all of the information from all of my observations from both my high school escapade, and my college journey and came up with only one conclusion…
I STILL know nothing about women!
My Observation Proposal
Observation Proposal
What I am observing are girls both in high school and in college. I am observing them because I want to figure out how girls in college are both similar and different from girls that are in high school. I plan on observing my subjects through the next two weeks, one age group of girls for each week.
I will observe girls in college for the first week. Then, I will be observing girls that are in high school the second week. During the first week of observations I will be going to numerous places around my campus. For a few of them I plan on going at least twice. Some of these places I plan on going to are the Dinning Common, the Wilson Café, and the Ely Center. For the second week, I have already received permission from my old guidance counselor so I can go to my old high school, walk around the halls, and sit at the lunches to do my observations.
There are not a lot of major things that can go wrong for me and my observations, that is, unless girls decide to fall off the face of the Earth for two weeks. And if this happens then I would be shit out of luck. Something like if I wasn’t feeling very well for a day or two would give me less time to observe, but even then I still would have the rest of the week to observe at my disposal. Another thing that could slow down my observations would be, and this will most likely happen; if I get lazy and don’t feel like doing my observing for the day. I know that I won’t have any troubles observing the high school girls, because for that week I have permission to be there every day that week. But if any thing does go wrong, I will still have plenty of days to make up for it.
What I am observing are girls both in high school and in college. I am observing them because I want to figure out how girls in college are both similar and different from girls that are in high school. I plan on observing my subjects through the next two weeks, one age group of girls for each week.
I will observe girls in college for the first week. Then, I will be observing girls that are in high school the second week. During the first week of observations I will be going to numerous places around my campus. For a few of them I plan on going at least twice. Some of these places I plan on going to are the Dinning Common, the Wilson Café, and the Ely Center. For the second week, I have already received permission from my old guidance counselor so I can go to my old high school, walk around the halls, and sit at the lunches to do my observations.
There are not a lot of major things that can go wrong for me and my observations, that is, unless girls decide to fall off the face of the Earth for two weeks. And if this happens then I would be shit out of luck. Something like if I wasn’t feeling very well for a day or two would give me less time to observe, but even then I still would have the rest of the week to observe at my disposal. Another thing that could slow down my observations would be, and this will most likely happen; if I get lazy and don’t feel like doing my observing for the day. I know that I won’t have any troubles observing the high school girls, because for that week I have permission to be there every day that week. But if any thing does go wrong, I will still have plenty of days to make up for it.
Monday, March 24, 2008
words
for my blog i decided to post what the definition was of "word" and how it is used to avoid confusion
- Main Entry:
- 1word
- Pronunciation:
- \ˈwərd\
- Function:
- noun
- Etymology:
- Middle English, from Old English; akin to Old High German wort word, Latin verbum, Greek eirein to say, speak, Hittite weriya- to call, name
- Date:
- before 12th century
1 a: something that is said bplural (1): talk, discourse words> (2): the text of a vocal musical composition c: a brief remark or conversation word with you> 2 a (1): a speech sound or series of speech sounds that symbolizes and communicates a meaning usually without being divisible into smaller units capable of independent use (2): the entire set of linguistic forms produced by combining a single base with various inflectional elements without change in the part of speech elements b (1): a written or printed character or combination of characters representing a spoken word words to a line> —sometimes used with the first letter of a real or pretended taboo word prefixed as an often humorous euphemism word on British TV — Time> word and talk about death — Erma Bombeck> (2): any segment of written or printed discourse ordinarily appearing between spaces or between a space and a punctuation mark c: a number of bytes processed as a unit and conveying a quantum of information in communication and computer work3: order, command word> 4often capitalized a: logos b: gospel 1a c: the expressed or manifested mind and will of God5 a: news, information word that he would be late> b: rumor6: the act of speaking or of making verbal communication7: saying, proverb8: promise, declaration word> 9: a quarrelsome utterance or conversation —usually used in plural words and parted> 10: a verbal signal : password11slang —used interjectionally to express agreement
— good word
1: a favorable statement good word for me> 2: good news good word>
— in a word
: in short
— in so many words
1: in exactly those terms in so many words> 2: in plain forthright language <in so many words, she wasn't fit to be seen — Jean Stafford>
— of few words
: not inclined to say more than is necessary : laconic of few words>
— of one's word
: that can be relied on to keep a promise —used only after man or womanof his word>
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Thursday night madness
| This thursday night all hell was breaking loose in Courtney. I arrived at the dorm around 11 O'clock and everything was going crazy. I was visiting my friend on the fourth floor when I noticed someone tackle someone else to the ground. I thought it was a fight but when I arrived closer I realized that it was two girls wrestling. I assumed it was all in good fun and I watched for a little while. Me and my friend then ventured down the hallway a few more rooms and entered one that looked promising. When we entered there was a recreational game of pong going on so we decided that it was time to excercise our shooting arms. After beating everyone in the room atleast once, we decided that we would leave them to thier fun and we left. The further down the hall we went the wilder it became. At one point I actually saw someone run full speed into a wall and almost knock themself out. Thursdays nights are usually fun, but this one stood out more than any other. |
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Observation of the Soul Food Dinner
Evan Wynn
English
Professor Meek
03/04/08
Observation of the Soul Food Dinner
For my observation I had trouble trying to decide what I was going to observe, and who I was going to observe. I finally decided that I was going to go to the soul food dinner in Scanlon hall. This was an event set up by the student support services office. I thought that this would be a real good event to go to because there would be a lot of people there that I could take notes on. Now that I knew what I was going to observe everything seemed to fit in to place.
When I first walked into the door I saw everyone was sitting down in their seats waiting for the food to be ready. The atmosphere was real light and friendly. I was really surprised to see how many people actually showed up for the soul food dinner. After I went over to the table where I had to pay 5 dollars to get in and be served food I myself looked for a seat. There were more than fifteen big round tables set up in the place that it was being held at. At every table there was a center piece of flowers.
The people in the room ranged from freshman to upper classmen to teachers, and other types of educators. I became I part of the environment of people in the event. Instead of me just sitting back and observing I became an active participant in this social group of people. I knew a lot of the people who were there already so it seemed only right for me to become part of the social climate that was going on. The soul food dinner seemed like a family reunion of sorts. Everyone was there to support each other, and to show that they cared.
There was no animosity towards anyone. When I did see someone that I didn’t know they were friendly and made sure that they introduced themselves to me.
I did notice small clicks though were certain people would hang out together. I noticed all the people who were doing poetry readings sat together. I also noticed all of the people who were receiving scholarships where sitting in close vicinity of each other. This could have been because that is how it was supposed to be set up, or maybe that is just how the students wanted to sit with. Another thing that I noticed was how most people sat on the right side of the room. The left side was the only place where seats were empty.
When it was time for the poetry readers to come forward they decided who would go by gender. The two guy poets went first. Then the two girl poets went after them. For the guys there was a one white poet and one black poet, and it was the same way for the woman. The white person went first for each gender. When it came to the announcing of who would be getting the scholarships all of the people who won where dressed up in what seemed to be there best outfits. All of the winners of the scholarships seemed to understand how big of a deal it was to be one of the people who got one of the scholarships.
The soul food dinner was a great thing to observe because of the great diversity of people there. No one person was a like but everyone was being friendly and encouraging their fellow classmates. Meeting new people was easy because of how friendly everyone was. Learning how people can come together was a great thing to witness and be a part of.
English
Professor Meek
03/04/08
Observation of the Soul Food Dinner
For my observation I had trouble trying to decide what I was going to observe, and who I was going to observe. I finally decided that I was going to go to the soul food dinner in Scanlon hall. This was an event set up by the student support services office. I thought that this would be a real good event to go to because there would be a lot of people there that I could take notes on. Now that I knew what I was going to observe everything seemed to fit in to place.
When I first walked into the door I saw everyone was sitting down in their seats waiting for the food to be ready. The atmosphere was real light and friendly. I was really surprised to see how many people actually showed up for the soul food dinner. After I went over to the table where I had to pay 5 dollars to get in and be served food I myself looked for a seat. There were more than fifteen big round tables set up in the place that it was being held at. At every table there was a center piece of flowers.
The people in the room ranged from freshman to upper classmen to teachers, and other types of educators. I became I part of the environment of people in the event. Instead of me just sitting back and observing I became an active participant in this social group of people. I knew a lot of the people who were there already so it seemed only right for me to become part of the social climate that was going on. The soul food dinner seemed like a family reunion of sorts. Everyone was there to support each other, and to show that they cared.
There was no animosity towards anyone. When I did see someone that I didn’t know they were friendly and made sure that they introduced themselves to me.
I did notice small clicks though were certain people would hang out together. I noticed all the people who were doing poetry readings sat together. I also noticed all of the people who were receiving scholarships where sitting in close vicinity of each other. This could have been because that is how it was supposed to be set up, or maybe that is just how the students wanted to sit with. Another thing that I noticed was how most people sat on the right side of the room. The left side was the only place where seats were empty.
When it was time for the poetry readers to come forward they decided who would go by gender. The two guy poets went first. Then the two girl poets went after them. For the guys there was a one white poet and one black poet, and it was the same way for the woman. The white person went first for each gender. When it came to the announcing of who would be getting the scholarships all of the people who won where dressed up in what seemed to be there best outfits. All of the winners of the scholarships seemed to understand how big of a deal it was to be one of the people who got one of the scholarships.
The soul food dinner was a great thing to observe because of the great diversity of people there. No one person was a like but everyone was being friendly and encouraging their fellow classmates. Meeting new people was easy because of how friendly everyone was. Learning how people can come together was a great thing to witness and be a part of.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
ESSAY TWO
Since many of you are very busy over spring break. Please bring 2 copies of your rough draft to class on Monday of class and I will make comments on them then.
Professor Kevin Meek
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