Bonfire

People being sent to a foreign land. Sons leaving friends and family behind. They fight for their homeland, with a sense of unquivering pride and courage. Fighting against an enemy as equal in power as they are, these soldiers protect the life of one another and of complete strangers. Strangers who fight against starvation, suffocation, and death, strangers whose very existence is being slowly eradicated all because the will of one man. The destruction of so many and so much are all the lasting…

Christmas letter because final grading always trumped my desire to celebrate the season and keep touch with friends and family. So, let’s catch up! As most of you know, I love mountains, creeks, moonlight (perhaps moonshine), walks in the woods, and bonfires. Additionally, I really dislike snow & ice, frigid temps, gray skies, and prairie winds. Due to this fact, Chris and I spent many years discussing possible locations to relocate to and Tennessee always made the top five. We discussed the…

activities she has occupied herself with. Elsas’ coping mechanism was to get involved with such tasks that would eventually drive her away from the thought of her disorder. Elsa wrote in her letters to Mitchell, “They played volleyball, lit giant bonfires, and had dance parties…paddled canoes...jumped screaming into the frigid green water.”(34). She coped with fear by isolating herself and distracting herself with all these activities. Elsa was carefree and took part of such activities as…

When you finish this game you have a lot of questions: Who are the Giants? What did the King steal from them? Why does Nashandra need you to open the door to the throne? why does the herald WANT you to ascend the throne of want? Why doesn’t the king sit upon the throne? What is the throne of want?. To explain I’m going to start at the end and work my way back through the story, this might be strange but there is a reason for this its because most characters in dark souls 2 are driven by a…

with radiant rays of white light shining throughout the land. The sounds of a fire could be heard in a small dark cave on the mountain side within this cave there was a teenage boy currently eating a small piece of chicken which he cooked on the bonfire within the cave moments ago. The boy had medium length black hair reaching his shoulders when one looked at him they would sense a calm aura surrounding him, he appeared to be slightly skinny and was dressed in black coloured robes which…

The future of society will eventually depend on an oppressive force to control it 's people, thus causing them to lose humanity altogether. All three stories have concluded to society becoming insensitive to others due to a single device. In Kurt Vonnegut Jr “Harrison Bergeron”, their society makes it impossible for the people to connect in any way humanly possible. In this society, they make human equality their top priority.This society believes that human equality means that there will be…

We Can Lay Down Our Lives, but Can’t Pick Up a Drink Drinking is a big part of our society. We drink on holidays. We have big bonfires. We have alcohol. The drinking age should be set to eighteen. Eighteen year olds are considered adults and are allowed to make adult decisions but can not legally drink at all. What sense does that make? Are twenty one year olds any more responsible than eighteen year olds? There are more news story about DWI with people of age, than those who are underage.…

William Golding, Ralph goes from a civilized leader to savage through Simon 's murder, Piggy 's death, and the constant rekindling and extinguishing of the fire. The murder of Simon is the most apparent evidence of Ralph becoming a savage. During the bonfire night, a stumbling Simon is attacked by the group accidently; the boys all thinking it was the beast (Golding 139-140). Ralph is a part of Simon’s…

Growing up Mexican-American is the main reason I strongly believe in racial equality. Being of mixed race, one of which is considered the "superior race" dating way back, and one of which is a minority group, has given me the privelege to see what it is like being treated at both ends of the spectrum. Being in elementary school, I was the only mixed kid, the only hispanic kid as well, I was surrounded mainly by white kids and only a small number of African-Americans, and never really thought…

Once a week, I meet up with my friend Michael to talk about some of the bigger ideas that seem to consume the great majority of my thoughts. Our bonfire chats generally last until 9 or 10 PM, just in time for me to catch some of the George Noory show on my way home. How can you not love a talk radio show devoted to aliens and conspiracies? The other night, however, 1290 AM was not coming in too great, so I scanned the dial and stumbled upon a voice that could only be that of a Christian preacher…