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Perception of PassionThe words that flow into my head are all that of suffering and pain.
Love is but one side of the cruel emotion of passion. When passion begins towards someone, the intense feelings of desire make us gravitate towards. We feel so connected and intertwined that we begin to lose a certain perception of what we are and what we want. All that matters is the other person. Their happiness becomes our greatest asset. It drives us and becomes our reason for living. This passion is not always meant to last.
Love is but the brighter side of the coin of passion. The dark side of passion is hatred. Eventually, our pure positive passion begins to taint with negative feelings. Ill will formed from disagreements with morals and reason. When this negative feeling collects, it influences our passion and turns it ever so slightly into hatred. The feelings begin at a low simmer, but as more negative feelings collect, the feelings begin to boil. Before long, these feelings boil over and someone snaps. How
Who Do I Choose?Who Do I Choose?
Forever I have kept my ties on the past,
But how long am I willing to let that last.
I swore my heart into a strong thread,
However now I regret what I might have said.
To move foreward breaks my bonds,
If I wait, then I connect too strong.
Which do I choose for my state,
If I stay, I might be too late.
To move foreward, or step back,
Any more stress will force me to crack.
These roads make a fork,
I want the one that is not short.
Let it be long, sturdy, and well-paved
Similiar to me in how it was made.
How do I choose which road to take
It drives me apart like a diamond-crusted stake.
Will my weakness be known by those who care
How will they respond to with whom I contend.
Oh, how I wish I had more time to spare
Alas, the first step I take will bring this conflict to an end.
Bibliography for Gilgamesh TPBibliography & Work Cited
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Jastrow, Morris, Jr. "Introduction." An Old Babylonian Version of the Gilgamesh Epic: On the Basis of Recently Discovered Texts. Yale University Press, 1920. 9-60. Rpt. in Classical and Medieval Literature Criticism. Ed. Jelena O. Krstovic. Vol. 3. Detroit: Gale Research, 1989. Literature Resource Center. Web. 24 Mar. 2010.
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"Overview: The Epic of Gilgamesh." Epics for Students. Detroit: Gale, 1997. Literature Resource Center. Web. 24 Mar. 2010.
Silverberg, Robert. Gilgamesh the King. New York: Arbor House, 1984. Print
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Gilgamesh Term Paper CompleteAn Ancient Babylonian Epic
By Roy Flamaku
For English III Class
The ancient kingdom of Babylonia was a mystery until excavation of ancient ruins of Babylon revealed the Epic of Gilgamesh. Through its text, scholars were able to uncover more knowledge about ancient Babylonian culture. This study helped give a better understanding on how they lived, what they believed, and how they choose to practice it ethically. Gilgamesh has been in great use since its founding to discover the foundation of writing during the time period where polytheism ruled in a wide-spread kingdom. The history on which it was founded upon has great influence on Gilgamesh, as history often does affect literature in a sense. Not only did history before Gilgamesh, but also the history it is a great accomplishment by the Epic of Gilgamesh. Interpretation also holds in high regards to both the history and its effects on culture. Many people interpret a different way, but there are some things that are generally interpr
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By Roy Maximilus Flamaku
For English III
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A young boy sleeps against a pack of bark. He dreams of places much distant of where he is. He wishes of one place, and he wants but one person. As he wakes up, he gazes around him to observe his surroundings. He has little time to look before the putrid stench overwhelmed his nostrils. It was the smell of the war zone. No one could come up with things it smelled like. It had its own smell. Blood, chemicals, and rottin
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The Gods and Goddesses know not of what originally created their existence, but they do feel a sense of perfection in themselves. But, at the same time they each feel a slimmer of doubt in their own power, believing that they are actually imperfect. It is with this power that the Gods and Goddesses began fighting. They could not force themselves to harm their Godly Brothers or Sisters, so they argued over their powers because their insecurities of being the imperfect in what they believed to be a perfected realm.
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How is half failing? (When Chugga was lazy in school)
Cuteness never looked so BADASS (Getting the Master Sword/Defeating Master Anura)
Hey, idiot! You're supposed to go up! (Up, Up in a Tree)
Galactic Bowser's arms! The spinniest arms in the galaxy! (Bowser getting launched into space by that cloud thing)
I. Want. That. Item. Why. Can't. I. Hop. More. Than. One. SPAACE! (Pokemon Emerald)
I am Pikmin! Hear me moo! (Pikmin Battle Cry)
Good! Great! Awesome! Outstanding! Amazing! All I did was press A! (Sonic Colors)
Luigi's account has been suspended! (Getting spaghettified in Ghostly Galaxy)
More useless praise! (Getting Praise Orbs after already having max. Praise)
Seriously, who would name a Pokemon Sawk and Throh? (Introducing the Tortolunk)
Who am I kidding?! I'm the guy who fathered "D'oh I Missed" for how-many-years! I can reuse jokes if I dang well feel like it! (After the "stolen donut" i
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Chapter 1: Zubats! … Zubats Everywhere!
Dear … Book I seem to carry around-The name's Jizwhup-Extroadinare … something, i'll think of it later. My week's been nothing but chaos lately and I think it has something to do with Professor Rowan, a pokemon know-it-all who inspired me to take an internship at his laboratories where I was INSTANTLY bored to near death.
Geez, you think being a world renowned pokemon genius would make ya cool to hang with, but all he keeps doing is walking back and forth towards Verity lake (I keep hearing scary whispers there ;-; ) and studying Starlys over there … little bastards just keep pecking me in the back of the head whenever I tag along-hope it doesn't have anything to do with the rocks I hurl at them … Hah, who cares I guess, I'll still chuck some at them.
Anywho, after a week of putting up with the Professor he announced to his
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My mother and I have a surprising amount of things in common: music that we like; dancing at random moments; laughing at our own (terrible) jokes and a lot of social awkwardness. Despite this, I think she’s totally cool. I mean super awesome!
We’re dorks but... we’re dorks together...
Sometimes when my dad watches TV while we’re eating dinner, we stay in the kitchen and listen to music during our meal. She’ll just start head banging and everything! She’s never judgemental about my music tastes considering we like lots of the same things, and she doesn’t even care when I mime to the songs in a really over the top (yet totally awesome in a not very awesome) sort of way.
She took me to the gay pride parade even though she was tired as f*ck, after a night shift at the hospital.
She’s really funny, and not just when she dances a
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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