The difference between cultures and cities within our country never really jumped out at me until this break. I have been all over the world, islands, countries but I never really have been anywhere significant in our country. This break I went to Northwest Arkansas and it was insane. I started noticing the differences in the land. The land was like God sculpted it, rough and perfect. Plus the elavation made the air thinner and it was easy to breathe instead of the humidity ridden air we have down here. And then the culture, everyone supported each other just as much as they support the Razorbacks. Now I am one to love Lsu's football life but in Arkansas it was like one unit, one single body instead of the disorderly chaos of down south. I love the disorderly chaos though, it is what I am growing up threw but I will not deny the beauty that is the mountains, lands, places, and people of that state.
At school life is different. It is a series of classes and social interactions throughout an 8 hour day. Knowledge is extrapolated every day for the betterment of our lives. Though times that betterment comes at a price. Prices like the effrontery by classmates or even teachers in an extreme situation. Not all of these things come at a price. Instead, laws take the place of anarchy. Cheating and purgery are rightfully placed so that a student may maximize the learning experience. The freedom that comes with a life without pastiche comes with this teaching.
Pain is just a mere thought Makes a person feel thirtsy without a shere drought I feel caught in a web of spiders and lies Caught within myself turned over and body wrythes And it is pain that destroys a persons brain if they are weak enough to feel that shame But what happens if it is not true And believed by anothers virtue And what happens if pain is nothingness Like netflis buffering less Or stating fact without someones bless Or speaking words only apparent to ones sex And thoughts are hurting a little bit less But it is the pain of the body heard out through ones mess Made up of things not worth shame Now we are back to blame Blamed for everything by those who can't shape their fame Like their own reputation is nothing but the same Type of thought and now we are back to the drought That one goes through without any one knowing So hard to show it feels better to just keep choking Cause these don't keep showing Because is nothing than weird sort of guy...
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