reader response to Eating poetry (this poem i had to read)

Reader response to Eating Poetry

What made me read this poem was the title; I mean Eating poetry? Being a major book worm, I instantly thought of mentally eating knowledge. I think that is what the author intended when he wrote the title. To me, this poem is about gaining knowledge and the pleasure gotten from it. Like the protagonist, I'm most happy when I'm learning something new, or getting lost in a story. Have you ever gotten lost in a book and just let time fly by, or started reading Wikipedia and next thing you know its 2:45am and you now know every thing about the cold war? Can the pursuit of knowledge ever be an addiction and if so is it a bad one? I personally don't think so.

I think the best thing about humans is that we constantly have to ask why. Even from a young age, we want to know why. Why does the sun shine? Why is Nicole's head red ? This pursuit of understanding the world pushes us, makes us do horrible things and makes us do amazing good. It can sometimes be intimidating, but it is a major part of who we are as a species. I think that in this poem the protagonist is transformed by his hunger for knowledge. He turns into a dog, because he stops thinking rationally about what he is doing to obtain knowledge. The writer is pointing out how our drive to understand can make us forget our humanity and how it can make us do abnormal things like lick someones hand, or in the case of Nazi scientists ignore the fact that you are experimenting on human beings.

Its apparent that learning more information about something has potential to change a person's view about it. So it can be can be said that knowledge change's people, since every time they gain information their view of the world shifts just a bit. Depending on a persons willingness to be open minded, their opinion on the matter could go many different ways. For example, if someone looks at the the earthquakes in Hatti and they want to to see the bad in their fellow man they will look at the looting and and mismanagement of help funds, but if one want's to see good then they will think "oh look people are helping others". One could let their original idea's be reinforced or they can see something new. I think in the end its up to a person how they want to view the world and how one interpret the information they learn.


In some way's life is like surfing the web, you can choose to go on shock sites, or sites that are just generally depressing. Or you can choose to go to sites that are funny or just simply informative. That's not to say you shouldn't ignore depressing parts of life, but you should look at them with a balance, personally I'm going to stick to informative and funny.

reader response to Robert Frost's the road not taken.

reader response to Robert Frost's the road not taken.


I look at life as a bunch of choices, a crossroad of sorts. Every time I have a choice in front of me I tend to stop and in my mind I'm at a crossroads in the woods. I see each of my choices and what they lead to, or more like what I think they lead to. This acts as a moral and motivational compass for me. For example writing this essay it self was a chose, I could have chose to simply not do it, I thought about it, I hate writing. But in the end I placed myself at those oh so familiar crossroads, in one direction, I saw myself moussing on down the road that was slightly worn down by your average 18 year old student, just to jump in bed and fall asleep and worry about it in the morning. Then I saw the other path... its the greener path, more under brush for me to cut thought but its the one with a more rewarding path in the long run. So I grabbed my metaphorical machete (my laptop) and hacked my way to starting on this response.

This whole crossroads thing came from when I was about 10 or 11 not entirely sure, but I was hiking in the woods behind my house. This was rare for me since even then I didn't like nature that much ,still don't, but I had been kicked out of the house for playing to many video games. My mom was on her "you need sun and exercise" kick, she has one ever summer. So I grabbed my head set, and MP3 CD player and put on a Sifi book on CD and began my adventure. After a while of hiking I got to this point in the road. There where 2 different ways I could go, at this point the book in CD started to get on the subjects of alternate universes. I came to the conclusion that life is all about choices, so as I chose which path to walk down I decided to remember that moment forever and use it to make my choices a little more wise. I of course forgot about it for the next 4 years or so until I had to make the chose to come to NVCC.

So far in life this pick a road thing had done good I guess, but at the same time I always wonder what if ? What if I hadn't came to NVCC, what if I hadn't gone and talked to that nervous looking red head that now is my best friend. That what if has keep me up at night sometimes, mainly because I don't think I'll ever know. But isn't that the point of life to make the best choices you can ? And live with the ones you didn't make. But here's where the scary part comes in, you will never know that joy you missed out on. Sure you'll know the pain you could have missed if my make a really bad choice but what if I hadn't asked my girlfriend to prom, would i even know her now ? I could have missed out on this and I wouldn't have even known. to me that's scary part of life. And it saddens me to know that somewhere out in the cosmoses, there is a Chris who dosn't know or love Emma (my girlfriend), or know rob or Nicole(my two best Friends). But hey I guess I can only be happy with the smart choice's Ive made and try to make the best ones.

This poem makes me think Mr. Frost had the same type of thoughts late at night, as if he wondered how his life would have turned out if his father hadn't died. Would he be still be the great poet we now know, only from San Fransisco instead of New England. Or would he have gone on to do something else, some other trade. What if he had never dropped out of Harvard or Dartmouth. I think everyone at the end of their life thinks the great what if's, its part of the human experience. but at the same time I think we should be grateful for the concrete stuff we know, the people we love, the joy of getting up every morning and choosing something. Even if its a small thing like choosing to get a cup of amazing coffee, that we really enjoy. I know I will tomorrow, hope you do the same.

conscience, why have one

ok so I just started reading a book called the sociopath next door and it got me thinking about the human conscience, why do we have it, whats its point. if your an evolutionist it doesn't make any since because it often makes us do things that hurt or end our lives because we feel obligated by our conscience's. how many times have you confessed to something because your conscience bugged you about it. how many times have you helped someone and inconvesed your self because of your conscience ?
so I'm asking you whats the point, why do we have it, I mean look at it this way 1 in 25 Americans are sociopaths so its not like this is a small thing. what if we got it wrong and its not them who are sick but us.
A guy who tends like like psychology
Chris M

got to love the smell of bullshit in the morning

ok hmmm its been a while since I last blogged, Ive kinda missed using this to ignore my homework ;). Bullshit. its an awesome thing, we use it in every conceivable way. we spew it to our coworkers , our family, to a stranger when they ask hows it going. got to love it, personally I think lying is an awesome thing when used in moderation and when it doesn't really effect anything but that's just me...
and I love those people who lie and say they never do, never trust them for they tend to be the best and most conning liars you might ever had the misfortune to meet in life.
hmm that's all I got for right now
pz till later
Chris Westwood
P.S. this is a shout out to my freind jon who honestly I haven't talked to in much to long

a dude can't win

sooo ok I was thinking like ok so we no evil always wins its like a law of reality and you no if you can't beat them join them BUT at the same time Ive always been the kinda guy who said fuck norm and fuck the man (who ever he is) so where dose that leave me cus a dude can't sell out not even for the lambo... just saying. resontly my well lets call it fun past has come back to bit me in the ass so ppl just think about what you do cus later in life you might end up regeting it big time I no I do. but then lets face it I skated out of a second story window into a pool so I should have known I was going to regret it. w00t its the last two weeks of school for me and I can't wait for it to be over then sleep in a week then get up and do it again cus thats how I doooo lol i ended up failing math (this might have been to the fact that I started a blog just not to do the homework) so Im taking it over the summer ughh but it will be chill cus all my bros are going away (V,R,ect) so Im going to get a summer job take a chill pill (no its not a real drug) and relax make some seurose money and get a car and my linsnce. ok gtg do my shiznit you no homework ugh so ppl who still read this (like all 1 on of you) will ttyl
the amazingly bad liar (NOT) Chris M

the woes of bros and hoes and bro love

ok so a lil while ago I got to thinking. every body knows the saying bros before hoes and chicks before (a word that's medical name is penis ha ha I can say it) but you no when its acaly happing most ppl when there bros tell them the girl they like is a hoe about 98 percent of the time (just made that up but its probly prity acruit) the guy will ingnore this bro (weirdly enof his bro says that the crush is ugly they lisn). this is bad cus most times they get burned idk why tho its like up untill the crush or starting of the liking (falling in like not love) the guy or girl in qustion is cool calm and lisnes to there bros but enter a hot member of the opiset sex into the eqation and BAM its all over theres nothing that can be done about it . well I don't have a soultion exsept for this lisn to your bros cus there just looking out for you.
hey one more thing before I go to that thing that is BED cus Im TIRED bro love when did it becume gay to tell your best firend you love him whats gay about that I love all my bros (weather girls or guys) and I may not say it a lot I will most of the times say dude I love you (ok I do this to freak them out more than anything) but its true I love my bros and Im man enof to say it. hell I will scream it from my rooftop if I didn't live next to the poicle stion (not trying to got to jail for disterbing the peace) but look I don't no when Im going to kick it or what ever and I want all my love ones to no i love them so every once in a while if your my bro Im going to say I love you (I will not hug you cus you no Im not a hugy person)
ok off the bed I am soo ttyl
the the dude who likes to write songs yet can not sing
Chris M
P.S. hey what do you guys think of this
yo my name is Chris
some times known as westwood6
and maybe chrissy but only if your dixie
cus if you an't dixie then Im not chrissy
many ppl no me by many names
and thats a shame
cus I only really have one name

coment what you think... or email me (westwood15@gmail.com)

3 am just me, blink, and my bored

WOOO ok so when Im writeing this I just came inside from a bit of midnight skating my heart is beating faster than I can count and I have sooo much adrinlen in my system I could fight and army. midnight skating is skating anytime after midnight and before 5 normaly I stay out longer but tonight was really cold . I skate becuse it pervides a relese from the minotny that is my life and midnight skating is even better cus theres no one around. its like your in your own lil world only its really there. its the best kind of high I have ever gotten when Im going down the midle of a street at 3 in the moring with blink blasting in my ears (some times FOB but mostly blink) and my thougts turning. or the blast of energy I get when Im runing up a hill just so I can turn around and go back down. its awesome and I recomend it (thoght if you live in a place where you can get mugged then I don't) so if you see a scrawny black kid in a hoodie and a hat tilted to the side with a star on it then its probly me alone with my world and my thougths

kk got to write my firend and email and then go to bed so I can call dixie in the moring
peace
Chris M