Cachzmiera here, welcome to my blog of messy writings and off put feelings.
Friday, 12 December 2014
Police Pretty Privilege
When it comes to the situations with police officers harming unarmed citizens I feel as if more intense punishments should be lay against them. As law enforcer I feel like they should be treated as if a citizen was to attack or harm and unarmed citizen. In several cases brought to daylight recently many officers get off with a slap on the wrists and told to step down from police forces, while any other citizen would be seeing jail time. Overall the repercussions of a part of law enforcement should be treated equally and justly by the law and rules placed.
Thursday, 27 November 2014
Friday, 14 November 2014
Losing Against A Won War
Over several years our world, has found one major way to solve issues. The way we solve it is with violence, even though at a young age we are embedded with the term, "Violence is never the answer." Our society still hasn't grown from the violence game. Many men and women are sent out to fight these battles, to either help our ally countries, or defend our own country. "Protect and serve," is a term many soldiers are told, but what happens when many soldiers come back and suffer from PTSD, does our government still, "Protect and serve." Not normally, as the speaker said suicide has been a common way for soldiers to deal with the trauma they faced while trying to protect us. Sadly, how often do you hear of us helping them, or celebrating them other than one day a year. I think, our society and government has a lot of room for improvement when giving thanks to the men and women who have helped defend our home and native land.
Thursday, 6 November 2014
Is All Hope Gone? Halloween Taken Wrong
When I was growing up Halloween was know to be a time when a person could be someone else for a day. It used to be about the fear of what goes bump at night, and what was lingering under my bed, or what was behind that door in the scary movies my parents didn't let me watch. As I grew up I noticed less and less kids were celebrating the known traditions and it started to become a adults realm. Children have been decreasing in the know spirit events, while adults are seen to be making a terrible choice making this night into a 'slutty' time to enjoy. Many advertisements are heard about the sexy nurse or the flirty school girl on commercials for "Stage Shop", corrupting the wholesomeness of getting dressed up for Halloween, creating younger crowds to view the holiday as a party day rather than a day of sweetness and fright. Over all my view on Halloween has been shot due to the idea to sexy rather than cute or creepy.
Saturday, 25 October 2014
Write To Be Free
To me poetry is an escape. I get to step in someone else's world and try to comprehend their way of living. By reading other people's pieces of work, you learn a whole new outlook on this person. Most poets write about things that occur in their live that either bring them a abundance of happiness, or a lake of sadness. I found why I write poetry, I just let everything go. It is almost as if the hands just do the talking, as my brain allows every little detail I need to put down fall. Over all poetry has taught me one major thing, it isn't real if you censor yourself, so don't hold back your true emotions when writing poetry.
Sunday, 12 October 2014
Reflection on School Assignments
In school we are given many of projects a year. There are some projects where people cannot place their own interests in depending on their interests. For me I find my English, Religion and Art teachers have truly hit topics I enjoy learning or researching about. With courses related to individuality it is much easier to take you own learning into you own hands. While in the Science and Math departments it may be much harder to find an interesting topics to fight for. With a creative twist, and hard enough thought you could make any topic hit your interests as well as the teacher main assignment.
Thursday, 2 October 2014
Sylvia Plath
Sylvia Plath was a famous poet, most of her poems were written in the 1950's. She was born on October 27th 1932 unfortunately on February 11th 1963 she had taken her own life by sticking her head in her oven. Sylvia struggled with a divorce and depression causing her to find her writing being much more sad. Her work that is most known is The Bell Jar, Journals, and Letters.
"Perhaps some day I’ll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow."
-Sylvia Plath (The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)
-Sylvia Plath (The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)
Sylvia is explaining how no matter how beaten down you become in life, it only empowers your writing ability. She is stating that no matter how much pain might be brought to your life, you can make it a beautiful ending. Once you go through a situation is life, it is your choice to write the ending of it. I truly love the meaning of this quote overall because of the issues I have been through, it means I can write it in my own ways and change my ending.
Monday, 22 September 2014
Gratitude Note
Dear Mr. Fish,
I would just like to take the time to say thank you, for everything. Thank you Mr.Fish for being there during the hardest of nights to get through. Thank you for being my friend when everyone left. I am so grateful that you wiped away the tears that my mother's death brought me. You understand me more than even I could understand myself, I am just so lucky to have my own guardian angel in my life. I know this is all sappy, and you're not a sappy person but I just want to thank you for being you. Without you the me, I am today, may not have been here this far in life, getting through every day with a smile on my face. Thank you Arlay Joshua Arboleda for being in my life. You mean a lot to me and I owe you much more thank just you, but truly from the bottom of my heart thank you so much.
Sincerly,
Miss. Fish
Tuesday, 16 September 2014
Censorship: What is Acceptable To Write?
In my opinion there should not be a limit on what one is to write, the only censorship that should occur is who can view it. In life we are taught we have the freedom of speech, the same goes for having the freedom to write what we want. Many topics may not be appropriate for certain audiences, but the right to write what you want should stay open minded. With the fight over censorship it becomes a little messy in terms of words and opinions, but in reality it is the administrative level that gets to decide what is going into what crowds. Overall a person has the right to write what ever their heart desires.
Friday, 5 September 2014
Lost Dreams.
You open your eyes to see a dream catcher.
You ponder and wonder what is the meaning of it.
After you question yourself for minutes, hours, even days. Branches surround this dream catcher.
That is when it hits you, the dream catcher is you. It is surrounded in the branches but is still seen. Though you are still sitting and enjoy as everything goes on without you.
The security holds you close but being forgotten tears you apart.
You are a lost dreamer, stuck in a world of a coutinuous cycle. You wake up, you live, you wish to disappear.
As you let everyone around you grow you don't realize; you are already gaulped with in the crowd.
You are gone from the normal.
You are just a dreamer; being lost in a common world of casual claims .
Just a dreamer, slowly fading away
You ponder and wonder what is the meaning of it.
After you question yourself for minutes, hours, even days. Branches surround this dream catcher.
That is when it hits you, the dream catcher is you. It is surrounded in the branches but is still seen. Though you are still sitting and enjoy as everything goes on without you.
The security holds you close but being forgotten tears you apart.
You are a lost dreamer, stuck in a world of a coutinuous cycle. You wake up, you live, you wish to disappear.
As you let everyone around you grow you don't realize; you are already gaulped with in the crowd.
You are gone from the normal.
You are just a dreamer; being lost in a common world of casual claims .
Just a dreamer, slowly fading away
Welcome
My name is Cachzmiera, most people prefer to call me Caz; I welcome you to do the same. Many of the things I enjoy in the world of literature are poetry, short stories, and fictional novels related to social issues in everyday lives (dealing with loss, addiction, and mental illness). My favourite authors of these topics are: Amy Reed, Ellen Hopkins, and Ava Dellaria. I have been through a lot it the past year of my life so I would love to write about how to overcome some of the things I had to face to possible helps others through their own issues.
In the video 'Grit' by Angela Lee Duckworth, Angela explains how one person can be a genius but not have the effort to obtain the goal they will never reach it. Angela explains that 'grit" is the work and the reminders they put into to it every single day reminding themselves though now may be difficult the end goal will be a worth while outcome. I relate to this due to the fact, my main goal is to reach happiness in my own life. Although this goal seem almost impossible in this day and age, if I wake up every day and at least try to make an effort towards my goals the goals are that much more closer. Over all this Ted Talk was a very inspiring experience and thoroughly enjoyed it.
In the video 'Grit' by Angela Lee Duckworth, Angela explains how one person can be a genius but not have the effort to obtain the goal they will never reach it. Angela explains that 'grit" is the work and the reminders they put into to it every single day reminding themselves though now may be difficult the end goal will be a worth while outcome. I relate to this due to the fact, my main goal is to reach happiness in my own life. Although this goal seem almost impossible in this day and age, if I wake up every day and at least try to make an effort towards my goals the goals are that much more closer. Over all this Ted Talk was a very inspiring experience and thoroughly enjoyed it.
Wednesday, 5 February 2014
Hopeless
Your name still lingers through the says,
I still hear your voice in my dreams,
And see your eyes in my loved ones.
I was told I was crazy to be in love.
I told those I was utterly mad because they didn't love enough
And see your eyes in my loved ones.
I was told I was crazy to be in love.
I told those I was utterly mad because they didn't love enough
They missed the chance to embrace true beauty,
And I got to live with it.
And I got to live with it.
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