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It's time for me and Fantasy
to become Alternatives to Reality.

 

Blind to ourselves

with intention to avoid the shelves.

 

Politics and lions,

feelings and ceilings

illegitimacy, tangibility.

 

I'd rather live the friction of fiction,

give it all to Fantasy and addiction.

 

I want to lose it all.

Turn me into the thing that appalls.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Mr-Nevers gold member
    November 5

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    Fantasy is an alternate version of reality Kind of like being surreal. If that was the intended metaphor, I dig it. Shelves I'm assuming are a reference to something ordinary and bland, which 'you' (speaker) does not wish to become. The third stanza kind of reminds me of that addage 'no glass ceiling', or 'through the roof'. Fiction is pretty abrasive, and the surreal side of things can turn out to be quite the addiction. A fascination with the unusual and unique, basically things that don't suck. The last stanza makes me think of either submitting to fantasy. I shouldn't say 'submitting', more like 'embracing' ones own unordinary ways, or someone willing to give up being part of the collectivist mentality and turning towards an individualist mindset to get things done. Very nice, expectations were exceeded. It might not be the correct interpretation but it works for me. Plus it was abstract, abstract things tend to be good. How could it be better? I don't really know. I like it. Maybe some kind of synesthesia. I forgot most of the terms, but I see in-stanza rhyming. Consistency. I want to say consonance, the 'end' sounds of the words.

    Oh how do I explain. Feeling isn't the same as appealing to the senses. It's a bit difficult to explain. Maybe I'm thinking of 'mood' instead of feeling, that might be the right word. Appeal to the senses as well as the mind. Overall, it was excellent.


    • Astrid gold member
      November 5

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      ;~; I love how you understand my writing when even I don't.


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      • Mr-Nevers gold member
        November 6
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        Ain't no thing :3
        It kind of goes along with the things I learned in Maynard's class, the AP English Comp teacher I had in 11th grade. He was bent on teaching us how to write a AP style essay, which is different than any other kind of essay because it had a format. Maybe that's a bad explanation. There were 3 kinds, I forgot what they were, but would give you a story to read, ask a question about it like 'what was so and so saying about economic downfall, use quotes, metaphors blah blah blah to explain.' Seems simple enough, but it was never just said in the story that 'this is about the economic downfall.' I remember one being about cannibalism, but it was really talking about how insane the ideas of the king were. (take into mind this was a 19th century piece).

        Another was a quote. It'd be like "A free press can, of course, be good or bad, but, most certainly without freedom, the press will never be anything but bad. - Albert Camus" Do you agree or disagree with Albert Camus' statement? Explain blah blah blah. I loved these.

        The third was kind of a debate, like should atheletes get paid more than other people. The beauty of all these types of essays is that there was no right or wrong answer. The only exception is the first type, but if you can justify your reasoning with logic and evidence from the story you'd be alright.

        If it was something everyone else got, I wouldn't get it. The best you can get is a 10 (which is perfect) but that was only in class. The actual scale was highest 5 lowest 1. The highest in class was a 9 by two people. The average on the 1-10 scale was around 4-5. My highest was an 8 I think. I remember it specifically because I was reading about nihilism at the time, and the essay (which we did like 3 of every week until the test) was asking 'if someone steals from another person and they don't realize something is gone, is it really stealing?' Then it had some quote from that Shakespeare play with Iago, the black guy who goes crazy and kills his wife. What was it called... Othello.

        My argument was that yes, it's still stealing. Just because someone kills another person and they never find the body doesn't mean that person wasn't killed. Or something like that. I'm guessing it was right, so I was pretty happy with that.

        In short, if it's easy for other people to get I won't get it. But if it's something a bit out of the ordinary it clicks with me.