Paris

I was excited on my first day in Paris.  It was filled with new site, sounds, and smells.  I giddily skipped around taking everything in as I headed to my hotel.  A lopsided grin spread across my face anytime someone said anything in french.  As soon as I got to the hotel and walked into my room, I collapsed on my bed and went to sleep.
The next day I at a delicious breakfast and made sure to get ready before leaving.  I wandered the city I was in and again took in the sites.

"Where should I go today?" I muttered to myself.  After several hours of wandering around and seeing what there is to see, I spotted a cute cafe and quickly took a seat.  I ordered my food, and as I waited, I watched a woman with two kids.  She was walking one in a stroller and holding the hand of the other.  The woman had a genuine smile on her face as she pointed things out to her children asking them what it was.  I smiled in content and leaned back basking in the sun.

A young man came over to my table and placed down my order before swiftly moving on to the next customer.  Paris was where I tasted the most amazing and fresh french bread with homemade creamy potato soup.  The food was delicious and filling.  Once I was done eating and drinking a glass of water, I decided it would be good to find a park and draw.  I wandered awhile, but finally came across one.  I sat on the park bench and took out a pad of paper, pencils, and a eraser.

After drawing and sketching people for awhile, I noticed it was getting dark, so with little trouble, I headed back to the hotel.  The next morning I window-shopped.  Paris was where I bought a beautiful Fleur necklace that hang to my collarbone.

Feeling happy about my purchase, I once again sat at the little cafe and ordered my food.  The man next to me was old and very cute.  He invited me over to his table where we chatted long after we paid for our meals.  He told me about his family and asked about mine.  We talked about just about everything we could think of.  Eventually we parted ways.

Wandering paris was a nice and carefree way to view it.  It gleamed in the daylight and glowed at night.  Paris was truly magical.  Every morning for the next six days, I would go to the cafe and then go where ever my feet took me.  Sometimes I was shopping, other times I was chatting with a few locals or even a few tourists.

Paris was where I learned to just be carefree, live day to day, and to not worry about how the future will play out.  It was a beautiful, creative, and romantic place.  I enjoyed being there and seeing, smelling, tasting and hearing new things everyday.

~Silver Sun

If You Really Knew Me

If you really knew me, you'd know that i'm terrified to speak in front of a class.  That my lip trembles, my voice waivers, my face flushes and when I sit down I breathe out in relief.

You'd know that I become angry to hide my sensitivity.

You'd know that I try too hard to be liked and want to be someone else.

If you really knew me, you'd know I am nervous introducing things to my friends and family because I'm afraid of being mocked.

You'd know that I don't trust easily because i'm scared of being hurt.

That I can't even dance in my own room by myself because I feel stupid.

You'd know that I still love cartoons and still watch them even though I am almost 18.

If you really knew me, you'd know that I live on consistency and i'm afraid of change.  That moving on both interests me and scares me to death.

You'd know that I hate fish yet love sushi and yet hate raw fish.

You'd know that I am full of likes and dislikes that contradict each other.

You'd know that I still want to Build-A-Bear and want to be young forever.

If you really knew me, you'd know that I hat my elementary years and am secretly jealous of my siblings.

That I'm even slightly jealous of my nieces for getting my parents attention and getting spoiled.

You'd know that i'm a very boring person.

You'd know that I like to pretend that I am a make-up guru or a culinary chief with my own show.  That I love to pretend that I'm something i'm not.

You'd know that I love chocolate and ate a 5 pound chocolate bar by myself in a matter of days.

You'd know that I have a short attention span when I see a cat.

If you really knew me, you'd  know that I talk to myself on a regular basis. That I make up random song on the spot.

You'd know that I tend to cry or get angry over other peoples problems.  That I stick my nose into places that it doesn't belong.

If you really knew me, you'd know this is where I end this poem before it gets too personal.

~Silver Sun

Jealousy

Immortality

Lisel Mueller

This poem is about Sleeping Beauty and how when time was frozen, it still goes on just like it normally would have.   

It's a very interesting poem and has a lot of great visual.  It talks about even the smallest detail like a fly goes about his normal life.  

Some of the lines express that long awaited task that is completed.  

At the beginning it talks about how life is stopped and it's very interesting to read how nobody is even confused or that they don't even rub their eyes from tiredness.

This poem is not only a great visual, it also has a great story that it seems to complete.

~Silver Sun 

Gandhi

You storm out the door like it's my fault.

And maybe you're right, maybe it is my fault, but it's also yours.

Now there isn't anything else to say.

We've both come to an understanding, and as you leave my life, I crumble.

I've asked myself thousand of times "When will we own ourselves completely?"

I never get an answer of course, but I can't help but question it.

Why did this happen?

Why can't we ever learn?

When will we ever learn?

Life goes on however.

Even though we don't learn from our mistakes and instead blame one another,  we continue to live our lives.

You don't recall, but I do.

I remember you and me.

I keep forgetting that we are not together anymore.

I keep forgetting that time cannot turn back and that I must move on.

But my depression grows darker and darker.

This world seems to crack and fall apart around me.

No one is there to help me.  Save me.  Love me.

Then I recall, tonight is not the last time I'll see the light.

~Silver Sun

Live for the Future

This is for the boxers.


This is for the wrestler.

Who fight for their dreams.

This is for the police officer that pulls you over only to let you go.

This is for the firemen.

This is for the teachers. English. Spanish. Japan-ish.

Live for the future.

This is for the people who laugh when they embarrass themselves.

This is for the ones who hold a grudge and can't let it go.

This is for the person who caused you to have a grudge.

Live for the future.

This is for the mexicans who cross the boarder.

Not because they sell drugs, but because they want to live the american dream.

This is for the ones who don't care.

This is for the ones who can't look you in the eyes.  The face.

Live for the future.

This is for the animal lovers.

People lovers.

Chocolate lovers.

This is for the righteous people.  The peacemakers.

This is for you.

Live for the future.

This is for the big dog that has a gentle nature.

For the small dog that wants to protect.

This is for the book that gathers dust, but still waits patiently.

Or the move still on pause.

Live for the future.

This is for you.

You never know when the world will end, or how life will come together, but you must anticipate your life to come.  Jobs will change, love will come and go, but you have to go on.  And even though you can't see how your life makes sense and you don't believe that you will have a future, just continue day by day, and live for the future.

~Silver Sun

Film Analysis

Hercules (1997)

OW: Hercules has super strength and has grown up in a normal family, but he feels like he doesn't belong.

Call: One night when he gets back, his parents explain to him that they found him and they give him the medallion that was around his neck.  He decides to go to Zeus's Temple to figure out who he is.  Zeus tells him that Hercules is his son, and the only way to rejoin the gods is to prove himself a true hero.  "Seek out Philoctetes"
Refusal: He doesn't know how to prove himself a true hero.  Philoctetes doesn't want to train him.
Mentor: Philoctetes finally gives in and trains Hercules to become a hero.
Threshold: Hercules is taken to test himself, but runs into Meg and saves her.  He also falls in love with her.
Tests, Allies, Enemies: Hercules saves two little "boys" and is attacked by a monster.  Everyone in the city thinks him a hero.  Meg and Hercules become closer and Meg falls in love with him.  Hades sends more monsters to try and get rid of Hercules.  Pain and Panic both secretly root for Hercules even though they are in league with Hades.

Approach: Hercules takes on everything that comes his way.  He always wins, and helps others.
Ordeal: Meg refuses to harm Hercules and so Hades takes Meg to Hercules and tricks him into giving up his strength.  After this happens, Hercules is told about Meg and how she works for Hades.  He is in shock and feels betrayed.  Soon though, a cyclops comes to kill Hercules and because he is brokenhearted, Hercules doesn't care if he dies. Phil comes back and Hercules defeats the cyclops, only to have Meg die.  So now he has to go save her soul.
Award: Hades loses and Hercules becomes a god once again. Meg lives and Hercules gets the girl.
The Road Back: Hercules learns that he loves Meg to much for her to die, so he saves her soul which makes him a true hero and turns him back to a god.
Resurrection: Meg comes back to life, and Hercules becomes a god.
Return with Elixir: Hercules goes home with Meg, but decides to be with her.  They kiss.


Archetypes
Hero: Hercules, Zeus
Mentor: Phil, Zeus
Threshold Guardian: Zeus, Parents, Phil, Meg
Herald: Hades
Shape Shifter: Meg
Shadow: Hades
Trickster: Hades

~Silver Sun

Ordinary World

 




The Magic Pen
Meet Silver Sun, she is a young girl going to high school, she loves art and draws daily. Her family is average and makes an average income.  Silver Sun loves being a stage techie, and wishes that she wouldn't graduate this year, but what can you do?

One day while on her way to school, she found a pen on the side of the road.  Not sure what to do with it, she pockets it and continues on her way to school.  In her first period art class, she takes out some paper and starts drawing with the pen. Quickly, she sketches out a bird; recapping the pen, she notices something strange about the drawing. 

Suddenly, the bird drawing hopped off the page and flew around the class chirping.  Silver Sun just couldn't believe her eyes.  This bird, this drawing was alive. How did this happen?  All I did was draw like nor-- the pen!  Gripping the pen in both hands she stared down at the label, but there wasn't one.

Everything she drew from the pen came to life even if it wasn't a normal creature.  Horrified at the idea, she decides to live on her own in the forest, to hid all the creatures that she created.

Questions:
What will she do with the pen now?
Why did she find the pen, or did the pen find her?
Will she always live alone?
Will she be able to control the creatures?

~Silver Sun