Natural Gifts

After the realization that the television and computer has consumed many of our valued minutes of life on earth, we pursue getting out of the house, and enjoying the outdoors. Stepping away from the modernized lifestyle that the majority of our peers practice is a healthy routine; not only for the body but also for the soul and mind. Mother Nature provides us with opportunistic adventures that can lead to the fulfillment of personal goals granted by earth's natural mystic. The structure of our earth is almost a destiny of perfection and imperfection. Spewing Basasltic lava from the depths of the planets core into the Pacific Ocean are five volcanoes that form one of the worlds most beautiful natural paradises. Hawaii. Momentous winds known as the “trade winds” and free flowing currents from the vast plains of the pacific form powerful waves that collide with the island. The smooth ocean floor structured by lava creates an uninterrupted race to the islands coast, but the momentum is abruptly altered by Hawaii’s reefs, which forms some of the worlds most sought after surfs. Its remarkable how barren rock regurgitated from the depths in the middle of a treacherous ocean form such a beautiful and unique land. Although the warmth of the tropical climates in the pacific may be beautiful, nothing is as breathtaking as being on top of the world. The Himalayas are a vast mountain range; they are among the youngest and highest on the planet, beholding Mount Everest, K2, and over 100 mountains exceeding 7,200 meters (23,622 feet).The Main Summit point of Everest peaks at 29,002 feet, the highest point on earth. The Death Zone has diminished over 200 lives. Conquering such a task in extreme conditions has proven to be one of planet earth’s most challenging yet rewarding natural gifts created by god and science. Our earth provides our cycle of life and beholds our history. Enjoying and experience what the world naturally has to offer is something we should appreciate to the fullest extent.

Why I wear shoes.

There are many reasons I enjoy wearing shoes. They provide comfort and can reflect ones personality. All while preventing wear and tear on your feet. I think that shoes are greatly underappreciated; these days we have such a selection and an ease of acquirement, that we tend to pass over the meaning of their true value. The first shoes were sought out to protect us from the cold weather, sharp objects, and rough surfaces. With passing time, innovative thinking, and a demand for sophisticated shoe designs, the shoe industry grew. Shoes were not just made to protect your feet from harsh climates and rough grounds, they were worn as a source of personal identity as well, Particularly the rich. A variety of appealing fabrics began showing colors in shoe wear. As demand grew for shoes much like the demand for personal transportation had grown, more and more were produced. This evolved the shoe industry to lower prices making a pair of shoes affordable to the middle to lower classes. Everyday I wake up and do something productive; shoes are almost guaranteed to play a role in getting the job done properly and efficiently. For example; we choose to heat our house with a wood stove. This saves money but not individual work. Bringing wood into the house is something that has to be done to keep the family warm. I bring in the wood using a pair of muck boots. They are lightweight, fully waterproof, and keep my feet particularly warm. The job takes a good 45 minutes. Without these boots my feet would be exposed to these bitter climates, flourishing the chance of frostbite and would greatly lengthen my work time. Carrying the weight of the wood also improves my chance of puncturing my foot, or rolling my ankle. Both of these chances are counteracted with the support of my boot. Ultimately I wear shoes for protection and style. I like to slip on my J’s and enjoy my feet being surrounded by excellence.

Our Enviroment

There was this old trailer park in Canandaigua. It was off of lake shore drive, around the back of the MacDonald's. One of the trailers had tiger stripes painted all around the outside. As of right now I think it has all been torn down.

From my knowledge, over in the middle east in 3rd world countries, such as parts of Africa, people live like animals. Not that they choose to do so, but the land they are native to has close to no natural resources. Barren lands means its next to impossible for a small village to make an income. With poor soils they have loads of trouble even growing food for themselves, obtaining clean water, and purchasing weapons. These people are born here with next to no form of organized government. Making living with a sense of mortality and being civilized difficult to establish. The little government they have is often corrupt and going through civil war. Government armies are no match for a small village native to a land of turmoil. There's no chance for the village men to fight. Militias bring automatic weapons and explosives. There's no law in these places. Murder is not the case, because there is no case. No decision on whether by law these crimes are right or wrong. What happens, happens. Kidnappings, murders, and rape is regular.

Now you have a basis of these two situations. A trailer park in our community, that has been slowly declining for the past 10 years because of continued mistreatment and age, gets torn down. Replacing this space in Canandaigua, with opportunity for profits from mild expansion. Then you have Militia raiding helpless villages in 3rd world countries.

Some how I came up with a comparison of these situations, being which one did you feel more sorry for. My Mother who I was discussing this with said that she feels more for the people loosing their old trailer park, than the people loosing their lives, homes, and families. Her point being that it was close to where we reside and that's where us as citizens can make an impact. Which is much like what the priest said in our example profile. I personally disagree. I think we should be aware of problems close to home but out side of our lines as well. This situation has crazy potential to lead into worthless political arguments resulting in frustration and anger. But my point is that a human should feel more sorry for loss of life than a loss of a home. Especially when the ones loosing their homes had the money to pay for the paint to put tiger stripes on the trailer, while the ones loosing their lives, cannot pay but pray for food, sleep, and safety. Its bizarre to me how anyone could feel more sorry for a this worthless trailer park, than lives being lost.

Blogging or Bloging?

Blogging

Basically I have no experience blogging. From what I was reading, it is a lot of talking about different situations in life, and stating your thoughts and opinion for others to read. Maybe not the most exciting thing in the world, but it could very well lead to gaining some interesting perspectives. I think if someone were to blog constantly, more than they socialize, it could become unhealthy. Blogging is a different way of socializing, and its not nearly the same as talking to somebody in person. This is because, your writing styles may be different than when you speak, and over the Internet you have loads of more to time to sit back and think about what you would like to say and how to phrase it. Personally I'm having a hard time trying to come up 300 words to base my opinion on anything. I feel as though I have to aim towards getting my 300 words on the page rather than writing what I actually feel. This could be because I have never blogged before in my life. Or because I'm not much of a conversationalist anyway. As I'm rounding 200 words in my blog I have to wonder to write about next. I was wondering what to write on my blog just yesterday. Thats when I was talking about this class with a buddy of mine. He was telling me there is really not any right or wrong answer. So just say what you have to say about what was said is how I'm going to look at it until I learn otherwise. I think that I will become better at broadening my statements for length as I continue to blog. Making the 300 words come easier to me. Making this an assignment I can approach enthusiastically.

The only thing i ever wanted was to be a King.

The only thing i ever wanted was to be the King of the world. I would have the ultimate authority over anybody. I would eat like a champ, while peasants kissed my feat, and polished my shoes. Being the King of the world would allow me to build at my own will. I would have statues and monuments built after me in my name. I would want Mansions made out of cobble stone and Alamander wood. Along with fireplaces with art lining the walls. Ranging from Picasso's to Rembrandts. I would have a red carpet that leads into my master bedroom. Where i would be greeted with fresh fruits to eat with silver spoons off of golden treys. I would have my own chefs, and maids. I would be transported by private jet and bulletproof limousines made by the producer of my choice. I would have modern day artist painting pictures of me, while orchestras made songs after me to present to at my diner. Last but certainly not least i would be a king that ruled with divine right, so i could base all of my greed on the works of god.