THE PEEVED PEDESTRIAN

I am pretty sure where he get's the idea of this book, he probably just got Peeved from Repetition every single day of his life. "Machine Men With Machine Minds", is what he literally is saying... I actually picture him as a activist in a book, he literally see's how improved we are but still we aren't as open or wise as we actually should be. He is trying to open our Mind's to something that could happen... when he points out every day of the week and 1,2,3,4,5, he literally was speaking about every day insanity. When Montag meets Clarisse she was an "odd one" because she wasn't thinking like him. She questioned everything around her and was curious for everything. She even looks up at the moon when literally nobody pays any attention to the moon anymore. Ray Bradbury pointed out Symbolism , Irony. ( Irony: When they had a robotic hound that is works without asking and does as ordered every single day ... Guy Montag was also like that.)

I'M A POET AND I KNOW IT

Will we ever be able to save ourselves?

Are we even doing anything about poverty?

Can we fix our problems we started by thinking the same way we started them?

Do we have levels of understanding ,

Blinded by our own lies we stand for nothing.

Everyday I feel like I'm bleeding ,

Colors of what blood isn't,

Blue, Green, Even a pleasant scent of seaweed,

Are you right that two plus two equal's four,

Or do you accept it as if it were to be.

Like burning little pieces of imagination created for various of reasons for us to be free in our own minds.

Everything created by man can't be solved by reflecting it by the same point of view

 but to climb over that wall and see what was behind...

Echo's of idea's left undone,

or is it all nonsense with fake facts taught by the unnatural "human",

Dimensions where we choose to live in 

Does it fit in with others,

Do we need to blame ourselves just because of it's a convenience?

We will never be right..

Is that our nature.. 

Not to question, but too follow.

If it is will we ever bright.

Even in a dark room..

Do you see me?

I found out I was a Poet

Human nature?
or human behavior.
Is it to lure,
or is it to be pure..
Are we right to think he's wrong
or was he pure all along?

To be yourself or not to be yourself,
to show yourself or hide,
am I here to dominate,
or am I to help?
Are you a old me,
A new me,
Are we connected?
Holding hands walking towards a spectrum with prosperity?

Sometimes I wonder...
Are we the same in different time periods,
or are we stuck in a rotation that will never excel again,
Sometimes I wonder...
Why, What, Who, Where, When,
Will we realize and stop?
Sometimes I wonder...
Are we really what we say?
or are we an exact contradiction.of what we picture ourselves as.

9-Yr-Old Prodigy Explains "God Particle"- what are we doing in school!?

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Charlie Chaplin Speech 1940 final speech The Great Dictator

 I'm sorry, but I don’t want to be an emperor. That’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible- jewish, Gentile, black men, white…

We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each others’ happiness, not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way.

Greed has poisoned men’s souls; has barricaded the world with hate; has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind.

We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery ,we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost. The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in man; cries out for universal brotherhood; for the unity of us all.

Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.

To those who can hear me, I say “Do not despair.”

The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.

Soldiers! Don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you and enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder!

Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men—machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have a love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate!

Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural.

Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty!

In the seventeenth chapter of St. Luke, it’s written “the kingdom of God is within man”, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let us use that power.

Let us all unite.

Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfill their promise. They never will!

Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people!

Now let us fight to fulfill that promise! Let us fight to free the world! To do away with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and intolerance!

Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness.

Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us all unite"!

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Charlie Chaplin Speech Share & Unite

Spring Post; Music As Literature

Music is another form of art like literature, it connects us even when we don't realize it, it's one of those things we do to actually know each other. They actually have some similarities like well being a form of art, they tell a story and it puts in thought to write the lyrics/poetry. Even if the song has no lyrics, it has some way of a message. I think they are telling stories about themselves and showing who they are and how they feel. Music has so many ranges and shapes, while literature is meaningful and is as inspirational just like the live tempo of music witch gives us the same ranges of profitable meaning like poetry. Music tells us that everything is going to be okay or inspiration that you can do better, even lyrics that actually tell us how they think like Axwell-In My mind , in this video it shows us how special we are, and that music can relate to literature. So does poetry like The Human Mind-Egal Bohen witch is amazing because it all comes from an idea in our mind to show others how we actually communicate.The possibility of knowing that; that poem can tune in with that song's tempo and beat is just pure magic!  That is why I think music is as artistic as literature, art, and video, they have power ...if they have meaning...