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It was a pleasure to burn. - Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

'Cause Sadie moved like water poured
The shapes she shaped had angels floored
She knew her walk turned wind to fire
A wink from Sadie turned brains to mire"
-Tim Seibles, The Ballad of Sadie LaBabe

Sunday, February 19, 2006


Rising, falling, rising, falling

Please just let me be free
As the tide ebbs and flows
I scream to be set free. Rising, falling

Reach deep inside of me
Look around and discover
The pain within. Rising, falling

I struggle with conflict
I yearn for peace
Dreams of a perfect place. Rising, falling

Take me with you
To a new place
Leave me to be alone. Rising, falling

Don't leave me alone
You always leave me behind
Tormented by emotions. Rising, falling

Your back is turned
So many times
I've never known security. Rising, falling

With each wave I breath
Dream of a perfect release
Only to find the pain still there. Rising, falling

I never hurt you
Like you always did me
I never made you feel this way. Rising, falling

Understand what I feel
See for once what I see
Feel the aching and longing. Rising, falling

Close the door, no, it slams
You represent every man
Who has ever left me. Rising, falling

Fathers leave
Boyfriends stray
Friends die. Rising, falling

The ocean is my salvation
Yet at the same time
You are my enemy.

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The Sneetches by Dr. Seuss. This is one of my absolute favorite stories. Focusing on prejudice, it demonstrates the silliness of segregating people based on categories (race, religion, gender, etc). The story's strength is that it shows just how arbitrary these categories are.

The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. In this classic story, a new mother suffering from what we might today call 'post-partum depression,' sinks into a still-deeper depression invisible to her husband, who believes he knows what is best for her. Alone in the yellow-wallpapered nursery of a rented house, she descends into madness.

Lies My Teacher Told Me (1995) - James Loewen

The Covert War Against Rock (2000) - Alex Constantine

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"Where shall I begin, please your Majesty?" He asked. "Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop."

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked. "Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad." "How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice. "You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here."

(both quotes from Lewis Carroll's "Alice's Adventures in Wonderland," available in full-text here.)