It’s a strange feeling to watch yourself die; a part of yourself die – in theory. Mentally watching the part of you that never existed, yet did exist so vividly in your mind – a part of you that you felt certain had the potential to come to be – die, yields unimaginable grief. It’s … More According to Webster: Unconventional Definitions of Success and Failure
We never know how high we are Till we are called to rise; And then, if we are true to plan, Our statures touch the skies— The Heroism we recite Would be a daily thing, Did not ourselves the Cubits warp For fear to be a King— -Emily Dickinson I would like to dedicate this … More We Are All Called To Rise-
Call me a bibliophile, but unlike most teenagers in my position this Summer, I was quite excited about my Extended Essay topic. I have the pleasure of making a 4000 word investment in two poems, one of which is the famous “Ode on a Grecian Urn” by Mr. John Keats. I’ve spent the past week … More The Maxim of Modern Life on a Grecian Urn
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