It’s cold. A terrible storm coming. But a trip must be taken. Something must be delivered. What and why?
Take a news paper and write down the first seven words from the first article on the first page. Now take those 7 words and write a 7 line poem that uses all 7 words in it.
Hope, hate, fear and love,
all wrapped up in you.
No good answers.
No way to know.
Things that cannot
but I can’t stay the same.
I am not who you want me to be.
That person has died.
Don’t ask me to return
to that sad and broken doll.
Orwell seems to believe it is difficult, if not actually impossible, to uncover the real truth. While people do not necessarily lie, their information will always be skewed by their perceptions and needs relating to any given event. He gives us an example of this in the British Lady that visits Spain and returns to her country to report that all Continue reading “Thoughts on question #2”
There are some things that cannot happen. Some things that I cannot allow. This is one of them.