Prompt#2

An entertainment experience in which a friend shared with  me, was a story about how she had gone shopping with her sister-in-law and her baby girl. My friend revealed to me that she had stolen a shirt and slipped it into her sister-in-law's stroller, and didn't tell her until after they left the store. At that moment I became furious as she began to laugh. Our responses were completely different, even though she was my best friend at the time, I did not find what she did funny at all. I believe because she has had nearly everything handed to her without cost, and her pure lack of experience, and disregard to consequence, is all a result of her upbringing and social conditioning. I, on the other hand have been caught shoplifting, and know that the consequences to that action is not worth the risk; yet alone putting someone else, and their child, in jeopardy as well. Our two opinions differentiate for numerous reasons, but mostly because of our moral values and ethics. Something I watch on t.v. may be hilarious to me, but completely vulgar, and not entertaining what-so-ever, to grandma. 

Blog#1 (Entertainment)

We all find ourselves, at one point or another, looking for some sense of entertainment. Whether in the form of a movie, magazine, joke, book, television, internet, board game, whatever; we all partake in some form of entertaining ourselves. While reading this piece a number of thoughts came to mind. The one that came to me first was, the fact that I find myself watching these pointless, aggravating reality t.v. shows. I don't like them, necessarily, and generally get angry that people so stupid are on t.v., but I actually continue to watch. There is something drawing about everyday average people getting a shot on t.v. that keeps me tuned in. As I continued with the reading, and it began talking about Britney Spears, I couldn't help but to feel compassion for her and these entertainers who have grown up living in a spotlight; never to experience a real childhood. They may have riches, but they were robbed of something that can never be returned, and for that I am sympathetic. In all I enjoyed the reading, it was an eye opener towards my choices of entertainment, and I may be choosing different sources now than I would before.

Breathing

For my first post I would like to introduce myself as a poet. At a young age I discovered my passion for poetry, and ever since, it became a way of life as opposed to a hobby. I write because I have to, if I chose not to, I would  feel  forever void. Please enjoy this poem I wrote entitled:

"Breathing"

Silent serenity, peace, at least.

Complex simplicity dissolves the beast.
Disappearing doubts, shadows in the dark,
Hope drowns disease, content at heart.
No quest at hand- no combustion necessary,
Body sedated in the bliss that varies,
And the love that carries
The fuel-
The feelings I’m feeling are all so new,
Unfamiliar to-
One broken soul,
All the who-
Now feels more whole.
No missing parts, no magma pool-
Ready to combust at any toll.
Silent serenity, peace, at least.
Complex simplicity dissolves the beast.
Disappearing doubts, shadows in the dark,
Hope drowns disease, content at heart.
Free at last, patched up at the seams,
I had no idea it felt like this-
To finally be able to breathe.