The Great Unknown

There is nothing in this world as terrifying to a human being than the unknown. Whether it is the dark of night, what the future holds, or the afterlife, the unknown is a universally frightening notion. Yet, there are those that purposefully seek the mysterious—scientists. These do-gooders set out to combat, and embrace, the mysteries of life. They go into the night and expose the truth, uncover the secrets of the future, and stave off the impending afterlife. Yet, these individuals are putting everyone

life-changing, when you could be stuck in a job grinding away at unbearable debt. Forget about passion, that’s childish, gather all your friends and jump off the student debt bridge. I don’t believe that it can be denied that college and travel both are great tools for teaching independence. In college, you learn to do so many things that your mother was already doing for you. You learn how to do your own laundry, cook your own meals, go to bed and wake up on your own, and a semblance financial independence

It is both an unarguable and undesirable fact that we live in a society completely remote from our fellow man. There is no longer a sense of community between friends and neighbors — no brotherhood in the presence of coworkers in the commercial workplace. Even the higher, spiritual presence that had once bound together all things in worship and praise has faltered in the face of this profound apathy. It is not that mankind has lost its ability to communicate — modern technology provides us with the

Life is made up of moments that can be good or bad, big or small, it just depends how people choose to see it. I personally choose to look at moments in my life with a positive outlook. Life will throw you the craziest obstacles, and how you handle them will design the person you are. The soundtrack of my life is made up of events that impacted my life tremendously, and made me who i am to this day. Over the summer i went to Colorado for six weeks, which was the longest i have ever been away from

What would you do if a fierce tyrant came at you swinging his sword savagely? When Crispin’s mother died, he and the priest quietly held a funeral for her.at the funeral John Aycliffe, the steward, demanded Crispin’s ox as a death tax, as a way to cope with all of the sadness in his life he ran into the forest. He was eavesdropping on a conversation in the forest between a mysterious figure and John aycliffe when they spotted him John aycliffe hastily drew his sword to smite Crispin but he missed

People are afraid of the unknown and things that they cannot understand. It is something that people spend their entire lives trying to understand, but there will always be an unknown, something people fear. Magic is one of these things, it is something that people do not understand and therefore fear.In the novel, The House of the Spirits, the author includes a dog named Barrabas which seems normal enough in the beginning but quickly grows to the size of a horse. This is an example of magical realism

is “learn’d”. It appears in the title and is the fifth word in the poem. The word “learn’d”, especially with the spelling he chose, conveys much more than it’s literal definition. According to the Oxford Reference Online database, it means “Having great learning in the law.” The Merriam Webster Dictionary expands that definition slightly, by stating its definition as “having or showing a lot of learning, education, or knowledge — used to describe something that people get or have because of learning

a whole new meaning, and I'll tell you right now it ain't gonna be pretty folks. Our graduation is our coming of age, our right of passage. As we walk across this stage we are writing the closing pages to our Chapter I and heading into the great unknown. It's kinda scary -- but hey, don't you cry, even though high school is over, the times we've shared and the friends we've made will never be lost. The clock is ticking, time is fleeting and nobody lives forever. But true friendship is something

Chapter _ Where Are We “Grab the bodies," an unknown voice demanded. Two men walked over and grabbed them, as if they were sacks of expired rice cakes. They traveled to the Birchwoods of Nimbrethil. Once only a couple feet in two men got in front of everyone. Slowly pushing both their hands, they made the grass and dirt into stone stairs. They walked down into the darkness of the newly made hole. As they walked down, the stairs behind them raised up turning once more into grass and dirt. Two

In this world of great knowledge and great unknowns, there are many questions that are asked about the world around us as well as questions that we ask ourselves about various topics. One topic in particular philosophers have been pondering for several years is personal identity. What makes a person at an earlier time numerically identical with a person at a later time? What accounts for, explains, or constitutes being one and the same individual? When asking these questions, they pertain to what