Last Topic of the Year, due by Sunday, June 7:

Perhaps its time to pick out some favorite memories of Pine Point. Let us know about three (or two, or one, or fifty) of your fond memories of your time at our school. Don't worry about choosing a favorite. Just describe a few good memories. (Feel free to do more than one post as memories come back to you.)

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Thursday, January 29, 2009

Zack's Post

To me everything is confining. Physical, abstract, important, superfluous, everything has limitations. In school I have do the work and meet the expectations. On the sports field I follow the rules and play for the team. Hiking I fatigue or meet shear walls of granite. Sitting hear I have 107 buttons to push and if I don't look at the screen I won't know what I typed. Even gravity and brick walls can make me feel cramped and claustrophobic. Even infinity has finite possibilities: it is always infinity and whatever you add or subtract to it the status qou remains.

My problem is I don't want limitations. I want boundlessness. I want to push the limits and find that were never really there. James Cook said, "Do just once what other say you can't do, and you will never again pay attention to their limitations again." I don's care if you have limits but I don't want to ever find mine. I want to just go and go and go and never have to stop going; be it math, soccer, or seeing how many flights of stairs I can jump I never want to have to turn around. I guess that's way space and rockets and the stars or mabye even death appear in my writing so much, I dream of a place where all these limits are gone. I'm hoping for a place with no gravity or brick wall, where I can take the square root of a negative number, write a fifty-two sentence paragraph, even write jubberish and have it be intelligable. I hate to be told, "No, that just can't be done", not when there are more than an infinite number of planets and stars to explore, not until we find a Higgins particle, find the universal equation for everything, and still haven't made "jkaionqegioasdfoiqawewqfei-jgasdoaew" mean something like "the squishy noise of a yellow snowball hitting you in the back of the head and then dropping onto the turtle shell ate your feet". Not until all of that is true will I stop feeling atleast a little confined.

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