

Untitled The sun stared down brightly on the hills of the chill-packed asphalt. Four-wheeled horses floated around corners uncontrollably. I tried to stop quickly for them. It was a chilly December Friday. The sopping snow had fallen the night before. The chill had worked its way into my heart and made be bitter towards the time for giving. The snow only reminded me of what my family didnt have to give.Untitled
What did they ever give me any way?
My family provided me with love; more than enough to overflow heaven and fill up hell. (I think thats why


Fire and FlamesBrandon Boyd once said that adversity must be [given] time [for] the fire feels divine and that the sweetest things burn before they shine This is a valid statement. When adversity, a state, condition, or instance of serious or continued hardships, pushes down on me, it gets unbearably easy to give in . but I cant. No matter how hard it is to undergo, we must. Hardships force us to grow, so they must be dealt with. To deal is a grueling task to perform, but there are ways to do so. There are three forms of adversity; self invoked, invoked by others, and invoked by society/nature. TheFire and Flames


Emotion in MotionMusic is an elastic concept that can be applied to life in many differentEmotion in Motion
ways. But the emotional perspective of the listener is what makes the song music.
Ive many songs that strike a chord in my heart. For instance, I can be barely
swimming in the waters of life and hear a song on the radio. It punches me like a
freight train because of words and phrases that I relate to in a unique way.
Another way music strikes my emotions is by tone. The tone, or the way the music
is played, can effect my emotions and help me correlate with the lyrics. In other
words, if a song is played lazily at 3:


Loss and GainThe store gave off a sense of a comfortable home life. Green carpet the shade of forest pines covered the soil. A cardboard cut-out of Steve Vai stared the entrance door down, while sounds of gritty blues hovered in the air like Christmas cookies. Waves of emotion and soul burst from the speakers lungs; Its floodin down in Texas. Cant you see the tears run down my nose? There were six strings from wall to wall. After many warm-ups and disappointments, I saw her and couldnt help but stand and stare. She had fire-blazed eyes and a smoking silhouette-worthy body. It was more than enough to briLoss and Gain