In this article, we will take a close look at three of Emily Dickinson's poems and how she brought solace to her readers about the last unknown frontier...death.
Facial skincare becomes more important as you get older…and more expensive! And once I hit 40, I started to realize how important this regime was. For many women like myself, sifting through all the products and information can be overwhelming and, at times, very frustrating.
“What is the price-current of an honest man and patriot today?” (Thoreau).
This is a brief look at what a neuron is and what its functions are, as well as what your neurons control. You might be surprised the power these little guys have.
The loss of Native American culture is perhaps one of the greatest tragedies America has every known. Below I will briefly explore one of their beautiful traditions and its history.
Meet Miss Elizabeth . The year is 1879...the place: Willard Asylum for the Chronic Insane. It's no time to be a lady...no time to be outspoken...to dare so is madness to some but liberty to others.
It is not just a matter of a man’s guilt or innocence, but it is also a matter of ethics when we chose to act as the jury and executioner.
I originally wrote this research paper 7 years ago. It is eerie to now re-publish it and reread my foretelling of the rise of the darkest side of America and the history behind their power
Have you ever wondered what could've happened if you had one more chance to say goodbye...
Poetry has gotten me through more heartaches than anything else. And nothing makes me feel better in this world than crying through a pen and paper.
Many people like to debate where their children get their personalities and habits from. The research paper below gives a comparison of expert view along with a personal touch.
Have you ever wondered "What if?" Perhaps you met a really great person but at the wrong time in your life. My poem "Maybe" was inspired but such an event.
Sigmund Freud was one of the most controversial yet groundbreaking individuals in psychology. This is a paper that I wrote for my undergrad (I have a Bachelor's in Psychology). Please enjoy.
When you meet that special someone that just makes you feel like you're whole...they make you feel as if finally everything in your life now makes sense...you become completed.
Perhaps all of us feel a little lost sometimes, especially in the pursuit of love. It's so easy to feel alone and like no one else wants you, but in the famous words of X-Files: "You are not alone."
I've never been good at talking about my feelings. I suppose that's why I started writing poetry. I loved how my emotions could become anything and everything...even actual objects!
My mom named me after her favorite flower, the Iris, and she fittingly did so. This evasive flower finds life after death each spring for a mere few weeks, giving a glimpse into its beauty and soul.
The following three poems I wrote about the depths of my soul: love (well, lost love), unspeakable beauty, and wanting to change the world. May they leave you both breathless and inspired.
These are poems I wrote years ago. I was going thru a tough time during my adolescence and my only solace was my pen and any piece of paper I could find. In pain, I found peace...may you as well.
Well I think my prelude pretty much says it all about this poem, but I'm never good when it comes to the topic of death, so that's why this poem is short and sweet. It does not reflect on an lack of feeling(s) for my Aunt. Please understand.
I wrote this paper for a technology course and to be honest it was one of the most intrigueing research papers I have ever done. I never realized science had come so far as to be able to communicate with the human brain. This stuff is truly amazing!
I think all of us tend to forget now and again how good it is here in the U.S., even with our current healthcare system, as imperfect as it is. In Africa, millions die from AIDS and suffer long before death, while the rest of the world turns a blind eye to their pandemic.
I recently fell in love, and to be honest, it knocked the wind out of me! This poem is pretty much how I feel about the guy, and, well, how I hope he feels about me. Love is scary, but it's also the best feeling you could ever have!
Years ago I dated and fell in love with a soldier. It was shortly after 9/11, and he sent to Iraq. This poem was written for him.
This is my quirky adaption of the dating world today. Someone is always the hunter and some is always the prey. Do you know which one you are?
This is Henry on a good day, but Henry (who's obviously a cat) may be nice and cuddlely like a dog, but definitely doesn't listen like one. Behaviorally conditioning a cat, even a domesticated one, is very, very , very challenging. It's not impossible, but what I will say is that you have to...
I wrote this paper for a marketing class. During my research, it surprised me how much influence the media actually has over young children today, and, surprisingly, how advertisers purposely market their products so that children will uncontrollably desire them, making it impossible for a parent...