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. written 10/18/22 . Limitless Humans . individual mindsets from countless minds humans have individual intentions with each intention to thrive from coffee to wine and everything inbetween from inner struggles to the drama queen every human is different, so different in fact one human will succeed, while another human gets lost on a circular track a cure for cancer, aids, and even death the cures are coming, but not before "our" dying breath it is unlikely we will see the dawn of the new age where humans become gods and exit this mortal cage humanity's future is a bright shining euphoria if self genocide does not get the better of us before we should not fear what will come to pass 70 years from now nobody will remember us we who push up the grass from ashes to ashes and dust to dust make the most of every moment but don't feel rushed give yourself an hour smell pretty flowers or stare into the horizon our lives are temporary. the present is a gift. spend your time wise then . written 4/16/20 . people of the city . this poem is not racist. i make slight jokes about the differences in the races, but not in a disrespectful way. . visiting the city for the first time the differences between people are evident, not at all sublime so many people in the city of philadelphia the 6th largest in america, home of the cheesesteak sub white people originally populated this once capitol city nowadays white as a 35% minority, however most whites still think they are the majority different accents different lifestyles. the whites who have lived in philadelphia all their lives, have a unique philadelphian speaking style. blacks are as of this year the 43% majority and this appears to give them an implied authority blacks seem to have their own sub world, while respectful to everyone a profane word is a friendly greeting to another black. the same exact word a curse to another one hispanics at a distant third having only 12 percent. you would think they are the majority, and that's not just because of their accent. the way the hispanic walks talks and even looks at another very easily divides who is a friend, an enemy, or a lifelong brother asians quickly gaining ground, currently at 7 percent strong asians will tell you the whole truth, even if it (emphasize) rounds wrong super at video games, mathmatics, and many other things asians make great friends, but occasionally you'll hear an asian who cannot sing italians, russians, and all the other races may be included in one of the aforementioned groups because of similar faces as the years go by humans are becoming gradually more like a melting pot originally a nickname for the united states, now it suits the world, does it not? our poem comes to an end, with a single thought does this poem make you angry or offended at all? it really should not racism is not healthy thing to be on your mind not to be confused with mentioning differences between races, especially if what is mentioned is kind even if someone has said or done something racist towards you in the past that's their problem not yours. don't let them have influence over your thoughts for the rest of your life, put their negativity to rest every person is god's creation, from dwarf, to abnormally tall from the heads of state over first world countries, to the man in tights who gets paid to play keep away with a ball look on the inside instead of the outside as god looks upon you, you should have 'heart eyes' one of my mother's books is titled 'heart eyes' . https://statisticalatlas.com/place/Pennsylvania/Philadelphia/Race-and-Ethnicity . written 2/19/20 . sights of the city . a day in the city . before dawn headlights race through the streets city people trying to beat morning rush hour. i close my eyes to get some more sleep awake again teenagers runing to the bus the late rising worker is carrying a lot of stuff looking around the house to make sure nothing is broken or out of place i begin my morning routine with a little bit of haste stepping outside the full spectrum of light hitting my eyes always something different to see each day, always something is a surprise i drive around the streets, and the streets are full now homeless and impoverished walk the streets, and boards are on windows so many people everywhere all day, all the time price tags show a state tax of 6 and an additional city tax of 7, that should be a crime with so much activity you would think it would get louder after the noon ironic, things seem quieter now, like 'alone in a crowded room' so much visual noise, the city experience turns surreal angry people arguing over semi important things, while others are starving for a meal dusk creeps up quickly and the night is young so is the demographic of the city, it seems everyone wants to have some fun early night to late night and people go inside whether to drink, whether to sleep, or whether it's to hide headlights race around again and the streets turn bare you wouldn't even notice it's midnight unless you looked into the air lights of the city burn on through the night my eyes close for the last time this day, but my eyes will open again from sunlight . written 122119 . sounds of the city a day in the city . waking up to children screaming playful banter with little meaning neighbors busy with a purpose heading to the office while reminding themselves they aren't worthless midday silence good time for a nap for those without a 9 to 5, from society they feel detached evening arrives always with a surprise the former silence dies down, and the city comes alive laughing and music because of visits and parties living in the city feels like a perpetual sorority late evening encroaches, darker and darker still metaphorically and literally darker, the late night can bring chills sirens, vehicles beeping, and couples breaking fellowship occasionally hearing the conversations and realizing they are idiots bedtime for most, and philadelphia goes to sleep walking around an old house at this time somehow effects louder creaks occasional noises continue throughout the night fast am i asleep, but i will awake at first light .
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. written 013117 . Poem life is like a prison . life is like being in prison... your job is your hard labor when you apply for a better job it's like you are before the parole committee if you do something bad you go to prison. That's like being moved to a worse prison or solitary. Some people get conjegal visits, but they are infrequent, even with a girlfriend boyfriend or spouse. You hope you don't have an unexpected large expense. That's the same as getting something stolen from you in prison. Your sentence is your lifespan. Some people die early, and that's like getting out early on good behavior. Killing yourself is like escaping prison. Getting murdered is like someone else breaking you out. . I only wonder if there was something I did before I was born which sentenced me to this incarceration. I wonder if I will exist after I die. Does it really matter what we do in life if we don't exist afterwards? I still do the right things in life just in case there is an afterlife. If I cease to exist when I die, nothing was lost other than a slightly better life. Doing the right things in life makes your life slightly worse, but it tends to help other people's lives. .
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. written 112816 . christmas cheer raindeer lots of beer family and friends near . are the other 364 days devoid of holiday cheer? do you become a killjoy if you shed a sorrowful tear? . new year's resolution lose fat by puking earn more money by doing fall in love by wooing . why are youth and beauty golden? why are love and money lifelong acquisitions? . valentine hunny and hubby chocolate hearts; a rose with a stem stubby a date, dinner, then a movie while cuddling a secret admirier and a valentine acceptance query . why not water taffies, lilacs, and games like spin the wine bottle 40? why aren't dates over breakfast the fad to start your day in a good way? . easter eggs rabbits with legs a scavanger hunt at greg's jesus with holy hands and legs . since when do bunnies lay eggs? we were supposed to go to church instead of greg's . memorial day and 4th of july american flags on poles up high parades and bands and blimps in the sky hamburgers, french fries, and katchup on the side . are these the holidays to remember veterans and cry? or more excuses to get drunk and high? . veteran's day and day of labor arlington cemetary with the unknown soldier work 9 to 5 then go home sore munitions and boots on the ground has turned to cold war . does it make you a war veteran to have trained syrians in the corps? are we supposed to appreciate people who work longer more? . all hallows eve the following day is all soul's eve scream "trick or treat" and candy recieve ghosts, vampires, and zombies are hard to believe . why do we have a holiday for people after earth they leave? why not celebrate those who are living, and when they die only once grieve? . we are thankful for turkey corn, stuffing, and family a break from our jobs and dailies thankful our ancesters traded with indians are we . our forefathers struggled against an oppresive government, the little ice age, and travelling to a new land to be free on this holiday we eat food, travel, and talk with people we rarely see .
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. written 081816 . original riddles (most are original) by chris chandler . what is a question you cannot answer yes to? "are you asleep" what is a question you cannot answer no to? "are you awake" . what cannot be given without being recieved? "a hug" . you can run and hide, but i will always find you. i usually find you faster if you run. some people like me. some people hate me. you are always aware when i am not here. you are almost never aware when i am here. what am i? "sleep" . what goes up but never comes down? "water vapor" . many men have tried to fight me, but there is no proof any men have won. i bring men to their knees. i am more valuable than platinum. when your version of me comes, i kill you. what am i? "time" . I am sometimes right but never left. what am i? "an angle" . i am the non physical substance of memories. i am an indeterminate measure. i am usually an infantesimally diminutive period. what am i? "a moment" . when you look back, you cannot see me, but i'm always there. i'm as close as 1 second away at times. i'm much further away other times. i never catch you. people often forget i'm there. what am i? "yesterday" .
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. written 021716 . (to be read slowly audibly) . paradoxical sayings poem . most of these paradoxes i have added to or modified in order to make people think about them more. i also have some original paradoxes. . ## well known sayings ## . a picture is worth 1000 words a video is 1000 pictures what is 1000 vidoes? . if a word falls from your mouth in the woods and there is nobody around to hear it, does it make a sound? . if violence begets more violence, what begets violence? . ## life, death, and humans ## . if life is too short, why do some things feel like an eternity? . what happens to us after we die? is it the same thing which happened to us before we were born? . if the last person who knew something forgets it or dies, is it lost forever? why do living things die? . from the jewish king solomon "what does it profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses his soul?" i ask you, what does it profit a man if he loses the world and gains his soul? . why do humans lie? . why do humans ask why? . why are animals seeminly content with ignorance, but humans are discontent being ignorant, when humans have not achieved omniscience yet? . why are humans different from one another? (this does not refer to the 2 sexes) . ## omnipotence ## . Could an omnipotent being create a stone so heavy that even they could not lift it? Can God create a prison so secure that he cannot escape from it? What would happen if an irresistible force were to meet an immovable object? . ## conclusion ## . i leave you with this extended quote from René Descartes, published in 1637 in his book “Discourse on Method of Rightly Conducting One’s Reason and of Seeking the Truth in the Sciences” (this quote was slightly modified by leck because it was extremely difficult to understand in the original language) . " But I observed, while I was resolved to assume that everything was false. I, who thought, must of necessity be somewhat; and iterating this truth --I think, therefore I am-- this truth was so firm and so assured that all the most extravagant suppositions of the sceptics were unable to shake it. I judged I could unhesitatingly accept it as the first principle of the philosophy I was seeking. I could assume "if" there was no world, I could not assume I did not exist. " . ## end of poem ## . this is the actual quote . But I observed that, while I was thus resolved to feign that everything was false, I who thought must of necessity be somewhat; and remarking this truth--I think, therefore I am--was so firm and so assured that all the most extravagant suppositions of the sceptics [sic] were unable to shake it. I judged that I could unhesitatingly accept it as the first principle of the philosophy I was seeking. I could feign that there was no world, I could not feign that I did not exist. .
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written 072715 . the american nightmare a poem by chris chandler . once upon a time in the new land people rushed to mine gold if needed by hand the fountain of youth or so it would seem this was the beginnings of the american dream . indiginous people from the sioux, navajo, and apache were treated as equals as remembered in thanksgiving holiday . many things have changed since those glorious days of white man and indian trading furs for hays we have black people, white people, and even swirl now you can change from a boy to a girl . the american dream morphs into the american nightmare greed, hate, and fear are common and everywhere . gone are the days of leave it to beaver people wish things could just be as they were back when big business and government were friendly and honest they shared the wealth with even the poorest . america has lost its appeal. gold might as well be dust real crime is not punished. hitler would be in lust there is so much manipulation and corruption going on in a mass scale while our once great nation has been labled the organized crime ring where big businesses never fail . there used to be plenty for everyone and good cheer all around it's a good day when your friends talk to you and nobody else makes a sound the rich get richer whilest the poor get poorer inequality for all! cigars all around! no money no sir! honest selfless love is virtually gone. you will find more love for objects and egos than your fellow man . centuries ago most important were life, liberty, and the persuit of hapiness which is now life extension, liberty to hurt others, and joy one upping the rest you would be hard pressed to find a more horrible society in human history whether or not people realize. at this rate humans are heading to genocide eventually . be it overpopulation, economic corruption, or simple hate in our hearts there might be a way to reverse the downward direction, but where do we start? instead of voting, picketing, and standing up for what's right i look back to myself and correct me so i can sleep at night . i cannot change the world, but i can modify myself if i have no regrets, then it seems i have wealth not wealth in money or skills or looks compared to some others, none of these are my hooks . i don't consider myself joyful, or even happy or content but i learn from my mistakes, and have not wronged another without recompence some people claim to have done no wrong and make others believe it to be so but deep down inside everyone's conscience knows . you have the inaudible voice inside which nags or consoles hopefully it's the latter, otherwise you have a tormented soul i don't acutally know if there is a heaven hell or life after death imagining a place worse than earth is impossible for me. trying gives me unrest . if there was supposed to be a worse place than here according to prophets and scripture why can't i imagine a worse place with bitterness and torture? a person can live their entire life and never find hapiness often a person's life is filled with anger and stress . are love and hapiness as fleeting as youth and beauty? i hear over and over old is bad and the young are royalty age is better than beauty in nature and the animal kingdom what makes youth so much better with humans? if youth is so good, how come? . the american nightmare has begun and the less you complain allows you to keep your social status, freedom, and continue playing your crying game the game of life after all is not good or bad people say then why am i broke, sleep deprived, out of shape, stressed, and working all dam day? . a revolution needs to happen, but it won't be plain and simple something needs to bend and break in our socialeconomical spindle . pray and hope for the best and prepare for the worst or you will be scraping dung out of toilets until you return to god's good green earth .
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links for poetry competitions . www.pw.org . www.poetryslam.com . http://newtownlibrarycompany.org/upcoming-events/ . definitions poetry - has rhythem or rhyme prose - ordinary and natural writing or speech . parts of poems meter - syllable foot - 1 stressed and 1 unstressed syllable rhyme (rhythem) - homonyms or rhythem between meters, feet, or lines line - grouping of feet without a carriage return within (when lines or feet rhyme it refers to the final syllable unless otherwise noted. the numbers refer to stresses when in rhyme (rhythem) and the letters refer to homonyms when in rhyme) . types of poems haiku - 10-17M stanza - 2-4L epitaph - short cinquain - 5L 5M a,b,c,d,aRL sestet - 6L a,b,c,c,b,aRL octave - 8L 5M a,b,b,a,a,b,b,aRL balassi - 9L b,b,a,c,c,a,d,d,aRL 6,6,7,6,6,7,6,6,7RM terza rima - 12L a,b,a,b,c,b,c,d,c,d,e,dRL onegin - 14L a,b,a,b,c,c,d,d,e,f,f,e,g,gRL 1,2,1,2,1,1,2,2,1,2,2,1,2,2RL limerick - a,a,b,b,aRL part1 2L 3F 5M part2 2L 2F 3M part3 1L 3F 5M Tanka - 5L part1 5M part2 7M part3 5M part4 7M part5 7M Ode - 3 parts epode . . ode to poetry strophe: words for the speechless comfort for the heartless joy for the soulless hapiness fo the loveless antistrophe: words for the restless materials for the pennyless time for the watchless ego for the IDless epode: words for the rhythemless rhythem for the toneless speech for the wordless serenity for the homeless . Our World in 2040 titled 'Future World' (sequel to wanee) . Chapter 1 . This is only one possible future... . many years from now on a goldilocks planet where we are right now named "the earth" or "terra", this 3rd rock from our yellow sun, how we got here only god knows how our atmospheric planet somewhere lost in the silent bottomless pit of space as we humans compete against one another in some kind of terrestrial race not for the greater good, not for life extension, nor global peace or happiness if an alien race beheld our existence, they would probably call it a gargantuan mess . our story begins in a small country of germany in a small city named "landau" where a boy and a girl on their parents farm doing work simply pushing a plow. these aren't ordinary siblings doing ordinary work for no reason these 2 adult children are on a date, not siblings at all, however they are freezing they have always wanted to head off to get married in america away from the farm now they have finally come of age, so next summer with school finished they will head where it's warm. . this boy and this girl are no ordinary couple. they have well exceeded all expectations by a factor of double. they are sick and tired of the financial problems in their country and continent. they want to make a difference in the world before our planet is 'space for rent' the political situation of our world is far from ok most first world countries are lining up drone ships along their bays. by this time in our world, battles are seldom fought with people on the battlefield. instead war plays more like a video game cold war when a country refuses to yield. with over a dozen nations nuclear capabale the world is an interesting place very tense in the news. one can only imagine the world leaders tensing their buttocks every time a city is laid to waste the nuclear capable countries have the power to devestate the entire world with nuclear missiles at the touch of a button and an order or 2, any of those nuclear countries can annhialate the rest of the world with the sound of cloaked rocket whistles the only hope for our planet is to correct the problems with laws. the UN, now the world government, is overwhelmed with individual country flaws. this should have been done a long time ago. but now any country with a nuclear weapon is given priority and unintentionally an ego . the world has just begun to colonize the moon. unfortunately the project had to be halted to put our money towards more important things or it would have become a financial boon. most of the western world is a mixed race between blacks whites and hispanics. it's less a question of nationality and more a question of where you were born in a hospital or in some house while everyone paniced. the world has become overpopulated with the souls approching 10 billion. the UN had to enact laws to keep couples from having multiple children if you break this law there is a way to keep under the UN's eye but you may not do anything legally, so you might as well just die this is the sad world our 2 protagonists brechtel and katarina live in right now. half of the world agrees this is literal hell written about in muslim judism and christianity. the older people alive are shocked we are here and how this is the worst of the worst. it won't be long until something breaks we are bent, torn, and downtrodden. people would welcome a world war for the children's sake . our story begins with brechtel and kat in america attempting to get into politics. they are the brightest of the bright, fluent in english. they memorize long things exactly just for kicks. . . . living on the moon titled "Wanee" - a rhyme based on fact . chapter 1 . the year is 2020. this will probably come to pass, undoubtedly in reality if you follow the news you will easier grasp. the concept of space travel, if but only to our moon the chineese claim to conquer this frontier very soon. our story begins with the young chineese woman named wanee who is an engineer and a genius (this story is quite normal for a chi nee) . wanee is set to be on the first manned chineese mission to the moon which leaves from the gobi desert a plan so outrageous, the rest of the world thought it impossible for china to colonize our cheeseball dessert. the spacecraft and crew had no human pilot instead there was a captain who made sure the vessel didn't crash while robotics fly it. . you have to be a chineese citizen to travel to the moon unfortunately no other countries are going to accomplish this soon. the moon has to be terraformed, so this is no space race or vacation unfortunately all the money paid to the us government to live on the moon was void and sadly non returnable by our nation. . wanee strapped herself into the leather chair, excited to once again see the stars. she always wanted to be the first woman on mars. now she can settle for the first woman on earth's natural sattilite, she'd get to tell her children and grandchildren how she was the first in this colonization plight. the spacecraft lifted off, the crew pulled 6 Gs as the craft broke through earth's decaying atmosphere, the beautiful stars wanee sees. the crew of this ship were not wide eyed rookies beholding the bottomless pit of space, but this trip would be different because for the first time since 72, someone else would touch the moon's face. . with no trouble through liftoff, breakaway or the crews lunch being lost wanee's first stop naturally would be the brand new chineese space station fictionally named in english, albatross after soft dock, hard dock, then pressurazation did take wanee rushed to the door. she wanted to be the first through the gate. wanee had never been on a space station, only simulated it with glee the gate opened, the air shifted from pressurazation inequality, and she was thrown down to "one knee" . chapter 2 . looking upwards she gasps. lo and behold to her eyes is a stunning young man of high rank. wanee all but cries. she thought the space station, was deserted of crew apparently someone got assigned there first, with a nametag reading "captain too" . the man said not a word; staring down at wanee not with indignation, but curiousity why would this young woman kneel before entering my boat? thought the captain to himself. he allowed himself to then gloat. . wanee quickly rose up and made a mental note to hack a mission computer before the next mission so this never again happens, end note after debriefing and briefing and small talk and laughter everyone became aware of what will happen in the soon herafter . the crew is going to change fuel, add cargo, add people, making them plus 2. then travel to the "light side of the moon" and be the first group to set up biosphere X2 (the light side of the moon is a misnomer which means the side facing the earth because the sun hits the moon on every side, and every named mountain of it's huge girth) the moon being earth's only natural sattelite we should treat the moon with care. it's saved our asses many times, even once this millenium from a comet so beware don't take the cheeseball for granted or you might find if the moon gets displaced, broken, or breaks out of orbit, the space junk will send earthlings out of their mind . after a 2 day journey from the earth to the moon, the spaceship makes the decent to the grey ball, when wanee begins to swoon. not low gravity, high gravity, blood loss, or from bad food she feels woozy but because one of the plus two in the craft happens to be captain too, who seated across from her, causes wanee to fantasize about them getting schmoozy . touchdown without problems; only minor bugs in the 'puters wanee leaves the vessel last in order to fix her 2 hooters she wants to impress, but as soon as she leaves, her attention and thoughts change dramatically from what she does see millions of bright stars, captain too sobbing in awe, wanee once again falls slowly to "one knee" . chapter 3 . standing on the moon paralized in one place because of low gravity and the unusual feeling of one millimeter between wanee and space while standing on a heavenly body, not standing on a ship, it felt less like a planet and more like a water ship . tearing through the silence and line noise of wanee's reciever captain too in command relayed orders from his tranciever the orders were ordinary, elementary, and simple wanee processed quite quickly then returned to beholding her situation while raising a dimple . their mission was simple; to take readings, samples, and assess in order to give the brainacs on earth the information needed in making the final assessment if they could progress in building an incredible feat of technology: the biosphere X2 however if they read their bible, the would realize under the surface is better to build the X2 . with the readings and samples all completely completed too planned extra time in their visit because their trip may never be repeated Back in the space craft now, elated from their moonwalk all systems are nominal, all systems are a go, the albatross begins to liftoff . partly fueled by helium, partly by solar, partly big hopes and cold fusion the albatross punched it to mach 20, then the ship was really cruisin the plan is to take 2 nights on the prototype space station before heading to earth unfortunately shortly after docking, mission control initiated red alert, then captain too as in reply uttered an emotionless curse . almost instantly at the phone too put them on speaker wanee listened intently as the calm voice explained how their future just got bleaker a comet crashed into the sun, and this normally isn't a problem but like murphy's law coupled with occom's razer, a solar flare would hit the station to spell out their doom . the massive solar flare was a one in a million the crew found themselves in the worst place at the worst time when the flare does its grillin the flare would decimate the station and probably destroy the albatross as well this solar flare as well as the mission, turned out to be the situation from hell . fortunately there is an experimental solar shield which has never been tested but simulated countless times, and if anything didn't work, everything would get wasted their only hope is to pile into the albatross and that's where they all headed except wanee stayed behind attempting to engage the solar shield; the "captain too" also there to contimplate the decision they just made which everyone dreaded. . if they don't get the shield up in T plus 12 minutes wanee and too would be baked, fried, and hard boiled from inside out, all the way from the start to the finish . chapter 4 . The shield was not intended to protect ships from being burned it seems the governments of the world only have hindsight, so consider the lesson already learned most of the sattelites around earth are made well enough because nobody goes inside there just isn't enough time for the albatross to hide . Wanee put this out of her mind, for this was not her concern wanee needeed to make sure hundreds of billions of dollars (us) of experiements don't get burned This seemed impossible to accomplish from the start to the finish this was a project for a few weeks, not only just 9 minutes . wanee and too split the jobs into computer operation and everything else if they didn't get this solar shield up it would be very bad for their health wanee in the cockpit noticed movement outside she had done nothing yet, so it might be a problem, wanee expectantly sighed . after 5 seconds of observation wanee realized it's the albatross preparing to depart she calculated this was probably intentional then felt herself vibrating at the heart wanee had unintentionally involuntarily flooded her bloodstream with a lot of adrenaline this had helped her in the past in all her difficult schools when grades were competitive where she would usually win . wanee was tripletasking so well it would be awesome to behold then out of the corner of her eye, she saw the albatross now unattached beginning a roll after 5 minutes of frantic non stop work the solar shiled delployed and excitedly wanee let out a shurk . the albatross was attempting to use their rentry heat shield to block the radiation of the sun this wasn't an easy task in space because a flare is invisible not to mention something like this has never been done the flare about to hit, everyone closed their eyes. nobody needed to do anything more. they will wait to see if they become french fried . chapter 5 . The tumultuous silence reverberated as silent thunder in everyone's minds like in answer to the question, the flare hit, a few explosions heard, but everyone is sill alive when wanee once again sighed wanee networked with the albatross's computer to get the damage report she wanted to know what broke and how to prioratize repairs on the space fort wanee check everyones life signs first to make sure everyone lived through the flare like nature was teasing, wanee saw too flatlined. wanee began to stare she didn't know how long she sat staring but realize this wasn't good if too went from alive to no heartbeat in 2 seconds, revival attempts probably unsuccessful they would . the station auto suppressing the fires as wanee ran quickly past it didn't take long to circumnavigate a circular station and in addition wanee ran fast she got to the science section and noticed the doors were auto sealed it was depressurallized inside with too all over the place. this didn't appear to be something easily healed wanee fell into a fetal position bawling and shaking in sadness and anger wanee was angry the station wasn't built better and sad she wasn't the one in mortal danger . the crew from the albatross arrived shortly thereafter it seemed they knew everything already having probably seen the explosion when they immediately comforted her even though too was CO they didn't need someone in charge to effect emergency repairs to keep from dying on this dilapatated barge a hundred billion dollar station, only monatarily surpassed by the experiments the mission a success; the first chineese life lost in space. something seemed not to make sense . chapter 6 . It was 51 years since a person first walked on the moon They should have been prepared for this flare, instead the ranking officer died too soon they were already behind schedule to colonize our only moon, announced from 2011 this turned out to be the mission from hell, instead of a fun ride from earth to the heaven . there was only minor damage to the space station thanks to wanee and the shield however the albatross developed holes, which would need to be sealed in addition the heat shield needs to be repaired they didn't have the materials for repairs which got everyone a little scared hopefully they have enough atmospheric gas to remain in space until mission control sends a ship, making this a fatal space race . after stabalizing the emergencies and putting out the last fire everyone began discussing who the new acting captain should be, because that person's career would get one step higher a few minutes of deliberation they arrived at the obvious conclusion wanee being the next highest in rank, and also the youngest of the group, the responsibility would feel like a ton . wanee never led a mission, but she was the best choice overall everyone looked at wanee, then someone uttered, "madam captain, sir, it's your call" . chapter 7 . being the 2nd female to make history in space like Valentina Tereshkova, wanee at home was clothed with satin and lace wanee relayed order after order it seemed so natural. obviously leadership comes to wanee second nature . mission control just launched a rescue space shuttle the docking mechanism broke, so docking would be anything but subtle it only takes 40 minutes to get from earth to earth's orbit even if they didn't have any oxygen reserve left, they would be fine with the oxygen within, as long as nobody throws a fit . the biggest problem is still docking without destroying the station after this mission, this crew could really use a vacation wanee ordered the sealing off the approach corridor while the space shuttle attempted to dock thus reducing the chance the station would explode, however many problems still remained with hard dock . minutes passed with communication between wanee and the two crews a decision was agreed upon to attach the 2 space bohemoths with a type of space paper that had the least chance of ripping in two it looked like the thing at an airport between a plane and the boarding ramp doors obviously it had to be airtight, so making sure the space shuttle doesn't depressurize from unseen pores . the space shuttle arrived, and out on spacewalk went the shuttle's crew the two astronauts outside opted to remain on the spacewalk in case the shuttle blew . the 2 captains named wanee and mi prayed a prayer before the shuttle opened the hatch wanee stood opposite the shuttle door where she had a very good view of the makeshift air patch with a single loud click, a violent woosh, and something which sounded like a tear did echo wanee gasped because the space shuttle was about to blow . much to wanee's relief, everything seemed to be fine the ripping sound must have been the space paper filling with air when wanee again sighed everything seemed ok now and repairs were underway when they get back to earth and the debriefing process was finished, wanee would need to file a death report right away wanee would reconsider her career in space at a later time she needed to focus on the repairs by not putting anyone's life on the line . no more problems came up with the repairs and the landing many cheers welcomed the crews as wanee observed that too's sacrifice wasn't in vain . years later the scientists and world leaders decided to start construction on the biosphere being a few years behind schedule because of the life lost; that much is clear the economic problems of the world continue to worsen the chineese made a good decision attempting to colonize the moon because earth was a lions den only time will tell if attempts to colonize the moon will ever succeed or be another failed endeavour causing taxpayer's budgets to bleed . wanee had just finished drafting her resignation from the great space race even after making history she opened her apartment door to mail the letter when a gust of wind suddenly hit and wanee fell down to "one knee" . . . epitaph- My name was Chris, and here I lie 6 feet under, on my back, though I cannot see the birds in the sky I lie here soulless as you stand on my grave And read my epitaph hoping your soul to save I write about you, the one reading my stone Standing on my gravesite under heaven's throne Don't waste my time trampling my flowers Go do something worthwile to pass your hours So when your life ends you may write your own story And rest in peace because your eptiaph tells of your glory . haiku in english- poetry, or "a word dance" or an audio fondue many different types of poetry . general stanza- the sky's the limit as you know quite well we are caught between heaven and hell . sonnet (octave and sestet)- octave- ev'ry tick tock at night of an old clock or the heartbeat you feel against your love shows the definition of the octave a poetic stanza that's hard to mock because of the complexity within it makes one speak these lines very easy like when singing a song happily free or maybe swaying side to side dancing sestet- needs to be remade . terza rima- here we begin the more complicated stanzas in popular poetry these have rhymes and stressed feet you might not notice whether you are an english professor or a wide eyed amateur you can see you will appreciate poetry like satin with lace the terza rima can bring a critic to benden knee not to worship it but to appreciate it with every taste they say the only true form of poetry in america is rap of course there are less popular types you can see unlike rap music it's rare after the lesser types to clap here you appreciate the structured verse and tight schema for it's the poet's job to dazzle instead of forcing to nap this being one of the harder forms of poetry - this being the terza rima . german rhyme- macht mir nix was haste gesagt? ich habe kein bock fur dein undendliche heisse luft aus deinem mund, du klingst wie einen doof bitte bitte umdrehen mal gerade sag mich nix etwas weiter o schade! du haltst nie jeden tag die zunge vielleicht eines tages deine worten nicht mehr komme ich hoffe kein schmertz oder sterb uber dich ich habe schon geschreiben, es mach mir ganz nix! . onegin stanza- the jewels you wear on your body are so beauti ful. But, if thee built something that flew on wings which was wholly made from jewels like jade and flew up high. above the sea of the sunny sky. to strop a bove our galaxy just you and me. . The ugly duckling by chris chandler wading in a pond swam an ugly duckling surrounded by frogs. there was so much mud around the pond and on the frogs and duckling that if you were to look you would assume there were all frogs in that pond. the duckling had seen its mother and knew it would change into a swan one day. the duckling had no idea when that would happen though. the duckling told the frogs that it isn't a frog, but the frogs laughed and every time the duckling mentioned that it's not a frog, that frog turned to another frog to ask if the other frog agrees that the duckling will not turn into a swan. the frogs were unintelligent and insecure. one day the duckling went into a hole and didn't reemerge. the frogs noticed the duckling going into the hole, but just assumed the duckling was sad. the frogs didn't like the fact that they assumed the duckling was lying to them, so the frogs hoped and even prayed that the duckling would commit suicide. after the duckling was in the hole a week, a swan came out. the frogs were so sure of themselves that the duckling was lying that the frogs didn't realize that the swan was formerly the ugly duckling. the frogs couldn't find the duckling in the hole so the frogs proceeded to form a search party to find the lost duckling. eventually the frogs had the duckling declared dead and they were relieved that the duckling wasn't there lying to them anymore. the duckling (now a swan) left to find a new cleaner pond with ducklings or swans, but the duckling couldn't. there were many clean ponds but the only swans and ducklings were in zoos, and the duckling knew that it didn't want to live in a zoo. the duckling decided to travel far and wide to find a pond with its kind. a few minutes after the duckling started flying the duckling saw a forest fire nearby. the duckling as a swan was fast enough to fly back to the frogs and warn the frogs about the wildfire, but the frogs probably wouldn't believe it anyway. the duckling changed direction and as the duckling was flying away the duckling felt sorry for all of the frogs who would lose their home and probably lives also from the effects of the fire. the end . one of the morals in this story isn't not to cry wolf, it's to believe someone when what they say sounds fantastic however still possible. "How often have I said to you that when you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth?" -sir arthur conan doyle .
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