Dylan Monologue

Hope is now showering my heart knowing that, now that you’ve let me go, I will still be able to find the one fate has set for me to give my heart to. I know he’ll be the one to complete me the way we couldn’t complete each other, nor help each other grow.

The early 1960s was a time of extreme social issues such as the Vietnam War and the Civil Rights Movement; everyone was looking for their own voice in this time of adversity. A young Bob Dylan arises to the spotlight and sings songs speaking of protest and originality, expressing societal dissatisfaction felt by not only himself but by his entire generation. In the 1960s Dylan wrote many protest songs that people of his generation found themselves connecting to, leading way to a counterculture aside from popular music which also paved a way for introspective song writing.

It all started the day I died. I think I should formally introduce myself, My name was Craig Crow and I lived in Alabama on a corn farm with my wife and two beautiful twin sons. We lived in a house with 3 bedrooms and a very small crawl space in the attic. The barn was old with bright red paint and big white sliding doors, we owned 2 horses, one for me and one for my son. The only way for us to get into town was a small green beaten up pickup truck that had been passed down for generations. The house had been passed down just like the truck had been and my whole family is buried here, including my wife and I.

The beginning I lived in a little town in texas only having 250 residence and i was one of them just at the beginning my adulthood and I finished school just 3 years back. I had life going great until that night when I died and it was all caused by my rival “Willy Morgan” when he came to my house looking for a fight and i gave it to him it was a fist fight it was the brawl of the century until Willy took out a knife when i saw the knife I quickly grabbed a glass bottle and whacked him right on the cheekbone causing a deep cut on his cheek, blood dripped on the floor boards he was furious he stabbed me once in the heart and it was over. Now that i’m a ghost I’ve dedicate my whole life to haunt Willy Morgan and that’s just what i’m going to do

“Dear Evan Hansen, today is going to be a good day and here’s wh-” “We’ve been stuck on this island for how long?! And you’re still singing those stupid songs?” There she goes again, always yelling at me for singing my songs. That’s Kaylin. I know she means well, in her defense we have been stuck here for 288 days and not being able to listen to new music can really make a girl upset. Anyways, i stick my tongue out at her and we laugh. “Why are you guys just sitting there? We’ve got drinks to carry!” There goes emily again, She’s always the one telling us what to do. In a loving way of course, i mean we probably wouldn’t have survived this long without her keeping us calm, cool, and collected. Me and Kaylin go to help Emily carry the coconuts

The students at Sublette Elementary were sure it was going to be another ordinary spring day. They were in for a surprise! Mrs. Myers called for all the classes to gather on the playground. Just as everyone was getting settled, the whoosh of helicopter blades could be heard. We all looked to the sky and wondered what in the world was happening!

The first day of college I knew something was going to happen I kept getting these feelings, once I got to school I knew what it was it was my vampire neighbor Alexander. Lord knows I knew I was in trouble because once I laid eyes on him with his sleepy hazel eyes and gorgeous smile, I knew I fell in love at first sight, Alexander was my way of getting rid of my broken heart. That Shawn tore into I knew I had to heal my broken heart; I loved Shawn we been together since middle school. He was my high

When conducting the interview with Dylan, I got the impression that the influence of nationalism that once gripped millions of Canadians seemed to be loosened. Nationalizing myths like the anthem failed to attract her towards the country. Canadian history is, in Dylan’s eyes, rife with holes, and the narrative of a “great, noble Canada” is lost to her as propaganda masking the darker moments in Canadian history. Her own personal experiences exposed her to the nation’s attitude of indifference towards the French language and culture. This stems from a lack of understanding of an entire portion of Canadians. This divide is further exacerbated due to Canada’s physical size, with vast swaths of land characterized by radically different natural features. Even so, Canada’s affinity towards nature roots her to the country, and she cites nature as the defining identity of Canada. Through examining her views on Canadian nature, language, culture, history and myth, the interview was able to highlight just how important they were to her and the effect they had in developing a nationalistic attitude.

It was a misty day bob and his brown basset hound Marley were on plane 192 on their way to Japan, I woke up to the sound of Marley barking which was weird. I tried to just ignore it, but I couldn't. All of a sudden, I felt the plane go down and everything went black.

I regularly follow a significant number of accounts on social media who identify themselves as actors, but all too often, I don't even know how I "discovered" them. Invariably, there is a Hallmark connection in some way, and in the cast of Karis Cameron, that is absolutely true. I spotted her through my Vancouver friends and my Signed, Sealed, Delivered passion, and I am thrilled to be able to share our recent Q & A session.

"When I was fifteen and I heard 'Like a Rolling Stone,' I heard a guy like I've never heard before or since. A guy that had the guts to take on the whole world and make me feel like I had 'em too..."

Dylan music and lyrics are now so widely accepted that it is being taught in many North American and European universities. Dylan is also known for his songs to have its share of obscure imagery. But that what they claim made Dylan a natural successor to the very first English writer to win the noble peace prize in literature. Bobs literature was so different throughout his careers it was never usually recognized as small personal or with a select audience.

Dylan further represents America as a place with significant corruption and misconduct within the song. Verse 12 reads; “Bent out of shape from society's pliers, Cares not to come up any higher, But rather get you down in the hole”. This line plays into the idea of keeping the human machine running, “society’s pliers” shape a person - much like the aforementioned “everyman” completing his nine-to-five job to feed “the system”. However, this line blatantly mentions “But rather get you down in the hole”. The idea of trying to keep particular people down through the systematic means of government relates to the oppression of black Americans of the time. “Keeping certain people down” for the government’s benefit is clearly what the US government did to black Americans - in an institutionalised fashion. Institutional racism in the housing sector can be seen as early as the 1930s with the Home Owners'

One day Brian arguably changed my life. We were sitting in front of one of the only two fans that we had in the warehouse for the afternoon break. Brian was smoking his Marlboro and I asked for one. He stopped and gave me a puzzled look and said, “No. Why would you want to f*** up like that? Get an addiction when you don’t have any reason? I don’t think you realize that you’re sitting on an f***ing gold mine.” I was about to protest that I was old enough to smoke a cigarette if I wanted when the “gold mine” comment sunk in. I asked, “How do you figure that I’m sitting on a gold mine, because I don’t smoke?” Brian explained his perspective, “Not smoking is an asset for you. You’re not good looking. You’re not a dangerous bad boy or a football player or rich. But you’re not ugly or repulsive or too nerdy. You have a sense of humor. You have a car and a job and can afford to go out on the weekends. You’re in the Honor Society because you make good grades. You don’t smoke or drink, so parents will love you.” I retorted; “That’s just great. I’m not dating their mother or father.” “You’re missing the point”, he said. “Girls would rather go out on a Saturday night than sit at home with their parents. And they know it’s easier to convince their parent to agree, if they go out with someone like

I may have written a bit much, but the point I'm trying to get at is, I've cherished every moment with you Hannah, whether it was actually with you, or texting you, or calling you(:)) and I don't want whatever happens this weekend to be the end of making memories, of making unforgettable moments, you'll always be my best friend, I'll always Love you Hannah Michelle, I promise, forever and always