Paris

Paris was where i learned how to think for myself, how to imagine, how to grow, and how to be who i am.

Reality

Write about the rain and its infinite capabilities

Write about life and the stages of growth

Write about the sun and its loving wisdom

Write about death and its comforting embrace

Write about imagination and its limitless capabilites

Who am i?

I'm a boy for starts, that's a good place to start because gender has plenty of stereotypes you can use to summarize my existence.

Next i can tell you I'm afraid of spiders and i get sick around blood and the insides of bodies. Now you can call me wimp.

So here you have that I'm a boy and a wimp, so I'm probably not one of those manly jocks. Well your right i actually hate most sports, though i do find pool and ping pong fun!

Your image so far is probably something like a shrimpy, wimpy boy who doesn't like to be active. Well I'm actually like 6'2'' so that takes out the shrimpy factor, though i am pretty skinny.

I'm kinda a pessimist though i don't actually like to be one, i can be pretty optimistic in my own mind.

I'm really quite when i sit in class without anyone i know, but when people start talking to me i can get pretty energetic. I feel that's the case with a lot of people though and its not that unique.

One of my major faults would be that i think everyone hates me, it doesn't matter who it could be my best friend or it could be some stranger on the street. I don't like that about me, i do not have depression and do not want to develop it, so i have developed a narcissistic coping mechanism. I like to joke about how amazing i am, i do this because when people agree i feel as though I'm not a complete social failure.

In truth though i really like everyone and respect everyone for their own opinions, personalities, and choices. I wish i could be more comfortable with myself so that i can show other people who suffer from the same self degradation i suffer from that people do like them and they are loved.

Last night i realized that i am not very good at making friends or conversation when i don't know the people very well, this is because i am actually pretty self conscious (if you couldn't tell from previous statements). When i brought this up to some close friends they said they have a hard time believing i have insecurities, and that's probably because i recognize what i have problems with and i fight against them and in doing so maybe overcompensate for my lack of confidence by being cocky and acting like i don't give a crap what everyone else thinks.

Now on the positive side, i like to think about things and because of that i have a pretty open mindedness about life. I don't like to fall into stereotypes because i believe they are a social trap, but i can accept other peoples doing so because it is an easier way to live your life. I believe that everyone has amazing potential and if they all acted more ambitious the world would achieve amazing things, imagine a world full of people as progressive as Einstein or as revolutionary as Ghandi. The world would be amazing. 

I hate depression, and i hate even more when its used as an excuse. EVERYONE has problems, if depression is yours then its your duty to overcome that. Realize that your greatest weakness is in feeling hopeless and push on anyways, yes i know its hard but so is dealing with cancer, addictions, and other disabilities. Two of my closest friends have severe medical depression, they are two of my biggest role models because of how they have conquered it. They still have quirks or effects of depression but they never give in, NEVER. Its a constant battle that will never end, but its tameable, it takes 10,000 hours to master something and if you spend everyday of your life fighting against depression you will become its master and you will control it instead of it controlling you. Oh and those people who say they have depression when all they want is attention, you could be diagnosed with borderline personality disorder and institutionalized, but seriously why would you ever want to fake depression, it sucks.

The methods i described to conquer depression are really how you should just deal with everything, it's how i try to fight my problems. Anyway more about who i am: I have dirty blonde hair, very pale white skin (I've tried to tan... doesn't work), blue eyes, and my favorite color is green! I look good in browns and blues and prefer form fitting clothes to loose baggy clothes, but i hate tight skinny clothes.

I love reading too, Brandon Sanderson is my favorite writer ever... he's like the god of fantasy writing. My favorite books are mistborn, way of kings, the wheel of time, lord of the rings, enders game, enders shadow, ender in exile, elantris, war breaker, the emperors soul, and the golden compass.

I hate modern poetry, its not as true and creative as those of the past. Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Lewis Carol, Shakespeare, etc. all these are examples of the great writers of poetry. They don't write complaints about society and human ineptitude, they don't write about how they have gone through so much pain and suffering and are better because of it... and they want the world to recognize their acheivement. They write about life, the sun, imagination, rain, and death: They write about reality.

I am Avery and i want to hear a poem about the simple truth, i want to hear a poem about the world.

I most likely probably wont become a serial killer....

Life is difficult, you shouldn't put too much pressure on someone you know cant handle it. 

They just might become serial killers.

Running time

My mind is a log and its running out of data

Setting

Early in the morning when the first rays of sun penetrate the tips of the mountain tops rays shine down into a forest of white birch tree's, straight into a clearing of soft green grass and lightly colored flowers. With the smell of fruit rising from the many berry bushes speckling the forest floor, the birds begin the daily chorus of daytime activity. The flowers begin to open up their buds, shaking away the morning dew, to drink from the glinting rays of sunlight escaping through the holes in the cloudy sky. The sounds of cars driving through the many street-ed suburban wonderland laying just off the mountain side drift up and join the sounds of mingling wildlife. Rocks sitting on a cliff grow bored and chase the sounds of trickling water down a hill leading to the city, leading the river's inhabitants in a frantic chase down the river bed. The silvery scales create a brilliant flash in the morning light, illuminating the water above. Lightly grayed clouds mingle with the fluffy pillows in the sky, and drip light rain on the canopy of pale green leaves. The light shoots through the saturated sky and is set free into a burst of color stretching across the skyline revealing the trail to a hidden treasure among a forest of white birch tree's. Right into a clearing of soft green grass and lightly colored flowers, smelling of fruit from the berry bushes speckling the forest floor and alive with the chorus of daytime activity's.

i feel

I feel you through the interference.

All those colors and subtle rain showers, those things that block me from you.

I feel you through it all because i know they are your feelings. Those things that make you want to break down, those things that make you hard, those things that make you unreachable. I feel what you want me to feel and then i feel deeper. I reach for what i know is who you are, and when i find it i will embrace it.

You feel the bricks and the tide, the flowers and the glass, you feel as though everything is wrong and everything that is wrong is what makes you: you.

Take shelter, its okay to feel helpless and lost. Its okay as long as you feel it on solid ground, as long as you feel it where you wont fall. The fall is long, and the fall is hard. You wont fall if you hold on, so hold on to my hand. I will try to be strong so we can stay where the sky is blue and the grass is green.

Hold on, and if i am too weak we will fall. Fall together, and the climb back up is always easier with some you trust to do it with you.

Newspaper Art

Thraavup The Owl

The support.

The background. The stage. The scenery. The floor. The wall. The shoes. The scent. The grass. The tree. The cane. The sky.

Wherever you are, whatever you need. Whenever you think, Whatever it is.

Forever pulling the strings, Forever not being seen.

The puppeteer, the jester, but not the king. The path but not the guide, the spot but not the trap.

Thraavup the owl, the clandestine support to the exhibited event. Making things move but never touching, composing the coup through masked words, Freeing the rebel through no action.

I am the owl, i control everything but take no credit. I will always be on top though i may be seen on the bottom. Out-Think, Out-Maneuver. A player in the game of limitless opportunity and option.

Support doesn't meant weak, it means smart.

When do people gain their humanity?

Okay here we go... what separates us from animals would be our state of life and mind. Marlow's  hierarchy of needs explains that we aim to accomplish different levels of accomplishments. We start off on the first two levels which are our basic needs of sustaining life through food, water, shelter, security, etc. On that level we are equal with animals. After that we branch out into the third section: love and belonging, or having close friends, family and sexual intimacy (boyfriend/girlfriend). Most people find success here and those who don't either fade away or skip that level to find it later. Others who do succeed here will not continue on, this is what our society glorifies. We are built around relationships and pleasing ourselves through these relationships. We think this is all there is too life and stop, most people don't go on because they want to "fit in". Those who do go on though find happiness in themselves, not in others, meaning we work to better ourselves and don't care if others disagree with it because we are comfortable in who we are. These people usually seek to help anyone who is trying to reach this level, and they respect others even if they are not as far along than themselves. People usually spend most of their lives in this level (or below it), but if you master it, you can then reach out to discover the world and learn and love everything about it: this is self actualization. When you don't have to worry about your own insecurities, or others, and you can focus on the world around you. That is when you have figured yourself out perfectly. To answer this question: humanity is achieved once we develop relationships, but humanity can then be developed and progressed through further introspection and discovery on who we are and how we want to live.