Waving Through a Wind-ow -Song Whittington

    To say my mind is scattered while writing this is an understatement to an unholy degree. My body is deciding that now, at 12 am (yes I am aware this was do at 11:59. Yes, I am aware this can and probably will affect my grade. Yes, I am still doing this anyway. And yes, the title is a pun.) is the perfect time to act up. I feel like I'm underwater in every aspect except for my ears. My ears are the only thing above water. You wanna know what they hear? Wind. Wind whipping around the room. Wind rustling the trees outside. Wind that feels my lungs and courses through my veins. Wind that oxygenates my body and releases back into the world as I exhale. Wind that flows through my ears and swirls in my mind. Wind that whips at all of my thoughts, tearing them away from my grasp like papers on a windy day.

    A bit redundant, I know. I feel like Dickens might approve. Last week, the fog clouded us. This week? Well, I can't say if wind is better or worse than fog. Like most things, I'm sure I'll know once I'm on the other side, even if that side seems forever away right now. The fog clouded. The fog confused. The wind whips at what remains. The wind shatters any fracture of what was mended. The wind tears the papers and flings them far into the breeze, taking them miles from my small hands. Nothing will save those papers, and it almost feels as though nothing will save me. 

    But I must remind myself, no storm lasts forever. Let the wind whip, the rain cascade, and the lightning fall, but this too shall pass (yes that was a Bible reference idk where it's from tho). There are four people working together to write this paper, and honestly, I'm proud of how cohesive it actually sounds. That may be the loopy brain affecting me, but hey. This doesn't seem that bad. At least we got it done. We did our best, and, in the end, that's all we can do.

    Until next weeks dibocle. 

-Michael

Senshi, Pyro, and Caspien 


Commened on: Elijah Mahn & Emma Dalgety

Comments

  1. Wonderful application of Dickens' metaphors to your own experience yet again. Perhaps you should build a boat and put that wind to good use. And yes, I think Dickens would approve of your redundancy with metaphors, as he does so to the nth degree.

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  2. I really enjoyed the imagery you used to describe how you feel at the moment. I have always been mesmerized by works of writing in which the writer uses descriptive language to describe a character's or their own mental state (such is your case). It is extremely intriguing and uses words in a way that almost capture emotions.
    Emmett Bryant

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  3. Excellent post! I enjoyed your imagery, and I agree that I can not tell if the wind in the novel is better or worse for the characters. Dickens has a way of clouding the reader's judgement and making us question what is going to come next. -- Breanna Poole

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  4. I like how you related the emotions conveyed in the book to real life emotions. I also like how you related this part of the book back to the beginning of the book. I also like how you related it back to the Bible. It is always easier to understand something when you can relate it to something you know more about.

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