Philosophy

In my English class we had an assignment to read a classic. If you knew me, you would know that I despise reading old books. With me not liking old books I had no idea what to choose. I pretty much got stuck with The Woman in White. I was thinking like oh my gosh I’m Going to hate this, it’s so long I hate this. The first 75 pages it was like watching paint dry. My mind was basically dying. But then it gets pretty interesting and you want to know all that happens. Twist and turns here, crazy people there it turned out to be a really good book. But basically a Girl Laura marries a dude Sir Percival who is a jerk. The book then is about her Friend Walter and sister Marian and also others along the way cracking down on this dude because he has a huge secret and tries to use his power for...
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cc National 'Safeguarding' Team and IICSA 10/01/2017 Dear Bishops Willmott and Dakin and Archbishop Welb, I enclose the reminder of the formal complaint sent to Bishop Willmott last year, unfortunately he decided to try and fob me off through his secretary, adding to his image of dishonesty, deceit and cowardice. Please make sure that both my formal complaint against the behaviour of yourselves and the Godless, evil and criminal Jersey Deanery are now either addressed or passed to a competent safeguarding body, as it is clear from the pronouncements without evidence of the Archbishop and Bishop about safeguarding in Jersey being good, while I was being destroyed, that neither the Archbishop nor Bishop have the faintest clue what safeguarding is. That is reinforced by...
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I take time from my busy day to write this in reaction to all that is happening and that has happened lately in this nation. The cruel hostility that is sweeping the world and what I feel is the answer. Do I pretend to be a scholar? No. I’m a person who lives in this world, works hard every day, enjoys the things I’m inclined to when I have the time and hopes for a brighter future. A brighter future, not just for me, but for all those who walk this earth with me. I am a Christian and I believe we were all put here for a reason. We are all equal in the sight of God and we should be in the sight of human kind also. However, human kind is weak and quick to accuse, humiliate and distrust. It is a part of who we are and until we chose to break past this fault in our being we can never really...
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To everyone who once had a thought. We are all thinking. None of us are gone. Everything is here. Except nothingness.
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" A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor" Dear 2016, You've finally come to an end. You've brought plenty of sadness, anger, stress, joy, happiness, growth, and love within the year. It's finally time to say goodbye. I want to let go of all the things that has brought negativity over the past year. Whether it be someone or something. I am not afraid to let go of someone that's dragging me down, now would be the best time to do it. " New year, New me" that yearly saying, said every year. Yet, no one is really getting the concept of it. Just because there is a new year does not mean there is a new you. For there to be a "new you", you must change your ways, routines, your self-morals. How you think about the world can impact your daily life. I am...
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It’s the most wonderful time of the year! Excited to attend once again the Misa De Gallo after two years. It’s just my way of feeling the spirit of Christmas whilst away from home. First day – Woah! We have a big church but the people of God is bigger than this. The mass went thru with most of us standing for about 02 ½ hours. The wind blows as freezing as ice. Winter it is! Second Day – Friday weekend means make-up free day. When going to church, I prefer to be the simplest possible. I know God will understand and besides there’s no one whom I should look pretty of. Third Day – Extra off weekend means make-up free day part two. Still feeling cold but not as cold as the first two days. Maybe we are getting used to it. Fourth Day – Sleeping after work is the best remedy to...
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There are no words yet dozens flood my mind. My life is so rooted in love for one another, it is framed in compassion and is propelled by seeking harmonious relationships. Today, all of that is being tested, thus creating a severe inner conflict that I don't see subsiding anytime soon. I'll admit, I was naive about the landscape of our country and how people actually think and how concerned others are to have say over other peoples’ lives. I proudly blame the bubble I’ve chosen to live inside of, one that has continually offered comfort, support, and protection. What's most telling in all of this, and most heartbreaking, is that I don't have to look too far outside of that bubble to see such opposition personified. I'm told it's not personal, but why do I feel so victimized? Maybe...
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Dear Life, I know you've been throwing up a lot of things to me ever since. There are even times that I thought I couldn't even handle it anymore. Can you still remember that time when you let my 2 sisters ran away with their lovers? Yeah, that one. I can actually still hear my Mama crying, my Papa drinking... those things... It was really dreadful. Losing 2 members of my family for only a gap of 2 months? How do you think I handled that one? I have to grow up ahead of my age because I have to be strong for my younger siblings. You took away my childhood. You took away those things that I should've enjoyed. But, thanks by the way, it made me who I am today. How about that moment when I can't even choose my college course? That my parents would just tell me to stop my school because...
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“You should consider yourself lucky,” was the response of one of the white producers of my radio show “Listener’s Action on Homelessness and Housing” for New York radio station WBAI 99.5 FM in late 1987. We were at a cocktail party celebrating the show, when I noticed that I was the ONLY African America present and said, casually to one of the white male producers of the show, “Have you noticed that I am the only Black person here.” To say his reply threw me is a gross understatement. It infuriated me. What kind of idiot racists was I working with?! When they offered me the job of producer and host they presented themselves as these cool, hip, socialist bent white “brothers”. The rude awaking of Muhammad Ali’s truth years before that white folk can’t be my brother slapped me across the...
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Dear Art Thief, When you asked if I could draw you, I did it. When I finished the very rough sketch you asked if I could make it look “cartoony”. I did. When I was done with the lineart you said that it was okay and took it off of my desk. Then you signed my art. The art that I put effort into just to make it good enough for you. I knew if I hadn’t put in enough effort then you would have just hounded me to do so. You then asked for my colored pencils. Well, technically you took them off my desk too but, you got a hold of them either way. You then proceeded to color my drawing very messily. You know if you wanted it colored, I could color it for you, right? All you had to do was ask me. I never stopped any of it though. I’m just not the type to speak out. It wasn’t until about two...
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