I miss writing long, wandering posts. I miss reading through long wandering scopes. I miss rhyming using short, articulate verse. I miss diving three hundred meters down and still having enough time to come back up for air. I miss the Sea of Galilee and inside me still yearns that 6000 year old hope. I miss the changing leaves, the ones that change ( Read more... )

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Stephen Graves

Prof. Couillard

5/4/05

Word Count: 1578

Salvador Dalí the Fascist

In our society today, value is placed, superficially, on the beautiful and grandiose. Manhattanwith its mammoth towers of commerce and oppression, is the focal point, the ground ( Read more... )

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