Imagining Freedom without Responsibility? Where weak don't stand in the way of the strong? Where the best are not bound by any ethics, laws or rules? Welcome to Rapture! This is the premise of the Comptuer Game "BioShock". There is something quite disturbing about this game because it's asks the player ...
As I have mentioned here before a couple of times I LOVE the show Lost and I am totally hyped about the final season for I cannot wait to see just where they will take this wild ride which they have lead the viewers on. Well for the final season Lost is hosting a promo contest in which viewers can make their own 30 second proms for the Final Season and the winner will have theirs aired on TV during Lost. I decided to give it a try (I am so excited I already have a ...
I got a bit of Star wars fever these days. I found a box with all my SW stuff, a lot of toys. I found a folder I put every single article I found about SW and it had chapters I had put a lot of work into it. All the stickers I bought and gum and the toys, I loved it. I may not have a lot of SW toys but it's a lot more than anyone I know. I love episode 4-6 the new once are ok episode 1 is more in the Disney range but 2 and 3 were pretty good, but Return of the Jedi is always my favourite. I got ...
Last year an English professor at my college retired; she left most of her books to the faculty. I scooped up several freebies: The Moon and Sixpence by W. Somerset Maugham was one of these. The particular volume that I read was an old, ragged, highlighted, dog-eared cheap paperback. It had been read by several people before me. And I think the nature of this particular volume perfectly fit the central theme of Maugham's novella: that great art scars the intellect and heals the soul. ...
I’m confusing myself, I don’t know what it is. Don’t ask for any answers, You won’t find any here. In my mind, a whirlpool, Tied in the middle of a knot. I know I can’t explain it, Don’t make me want to try. You’re not the only one, I’m sure you know that. It’s in the dark for all of us, A puddle, in the sand. The truth, it escapes me, Like a slippery question. And it’ll always ...
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