Ch. 5 Mindfulness - Hello (Your Name)

Q. Hello (Your name)

A. Yes, that is me.

Q. Who are you?

A. I don’t know.

Q. Are you a person, place, or thing?

A. …

Q. If you are a person does that mean you contribute positively to a society?

A. …

Q. If you are a thing are you useful or serve a unique purpose that helps others in a meaningful way?

A. …

Q. or are you a place that offers shelter or comfort to those around you?

A. …

Q. Then what is (Your name)?

A. guess I am a nothing…

Q. Nothing?

A. Yes a nothing that wishes to become something.

Q. What is that something?

A. That is something that remains to be seen, that is the question that we all try to answer.

Q. …(Your name)?

A. Yes, hi; that is me and I look forward to finding out what is me.

-Poem by Silver Ray Evens

Ch. 4 - 1.1.6 - The binary code

Learning about the binary system and how it is made from electrical charges did overwhelm me.

 

Image 2: Converting 206 to 11001110

    This section may have been just a brief overview of it, the scope of it is what through me off. Is it necessary for us to learn Binary in order to work in this field? Let me know if you guys think.

Ch. 3 Study, study, study, study, study.

-Enough said-

Poem by Silver Ray Evens 

    The beautiful thing about free form poetry or vers libre, is that it has no defined meter, no consistent rhyme scheme, and no specified length or formal requirements. It just needs to HIT you where it counts and elicit a response. I would like to know how many of you felt something after reading this poem made up of just three words and the feelings you felt after reading this poem. Until next week my fellow classmates remember, Study, study, study, study, study.

@ Kelsey Borch

*always credit your artist*

Ch. 2 See the Forest for the Trees

We can be as busy as bees with all that is going on with our lives, outside pressures and tensions can lead us to bubbling stress and anxiety. Let us not forget to see the forest for the trees, I was reminded of this task today in class. I had this lump in my throat that was born from all the things I was tackling and the constant fear of not being able to do it, this lump was cleared today when I just took a step back and instead of spending time trying to accomplish the tasks I took the time to examine what the tasks where. Take a step back look at your tasks, and make a schedule, see the forest for the trees as to not get lost in it. I know I did, and I can physically feel some of the weight being lifted. 

JMM-

Ch. 1 Fuel For the Fire

    Broken, loss, shattered, discarded. Riddled with anxiety and plagued with depression. Stale water bolsters no plants. Stagnate, cold, growing old. These fears they will not do. “Live your life in suppression or do you conquer this depression?” Words, outside thoughts, feelings, motives renewed. Sparks, lights, a hunger grew. Never again will I fall to that lulling slumber. Sensations of jubilation, yet lost in thought as I stare at the face of this daunting tower. This monolithic path that lays before me, uncertainties rising trying to crush me, steep me back into dark water; like a tea that is left to grow cold if we do not seize this drink then the ending of this journey will never be known. Anxiety replaced with tension, tension replaced with eagerness and eagerness replaced with laughter. Laughter for the unknown that lies ahead. All that we can do is take a sip as we head up this monolith, with fuel for the fire.

Poem by Silver Ray Evens-