A Typical Senior EventTypical senior events are happening in many places and ways. One can happen while walking through the hallway of school or down a street. One can happen in the space of a simple phrase or through several months. One can be specific to a person or something shared between all seniors. Some events have meanings which are obvious and others that have hidden ones, only discovered after experiencing the event. However, a certain event can happen for all seniors many times over.A Typical Senior Event
This event happens on a warm afternoon after classes are over, usually during spring and early summer before graduation. The warm sun, light breeze, and the fe
Tell Me, Love of MineRun to catch up with yourself While juggling the ever growing Weight of the Schedule Book,Tell Me, Love of Mine
Your problems, your burdens,
Your freedoms, your dreams. You never seem to be able
To catch what you’re chasing, Seeming as though you’re losing
It all as you’re running.
I’ve never seen you rest,
To take a breath to put
Your jumbled thoughts in order
And compose yourself.
I have seen you constantly
In motion, almost aimlessly
Going about, if you ask me.
Tell me, love of mine,
Do you remember the feeling Of laying in the
Awareness of ExperienceVulnerable, exposed, an imprinted sphere hides in the known, where awareness cannot reach.Awareness of Experience
Always in hiding, the sphere
remains until awareness takes the sphere’s surface,
shaping, fashioning
to awareness’s own ends.
Afraid of the new,
the sphere wants
no more of the world,
like an old, weary man.
Awareness soon shatters the sphere, leaving
the shards of its existence scattered among other shards.
Awareness of InnocenceA smooth, featureless sphere waiting for impressionsAwareness of Innocence
made by awareness, hanging in the world.
A thought, an idea, an action, an emotion touches the featureless sphere.
The sphere molds its surface
to the new awareness
of its perception.
The sphere takes the new shapes like an eager child; ever ready for something new,
something different.
Half shaped, the sphere strains at its limitations, driven by its curiosity and adventurous nature.
An Introduction
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