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  • VIDEO GAMES

    by BRANDON B.

    My family generally doesn’t get along too well. What has been there to hold us all together? The black sheep of modern time the one thing that everyone always point their finger at: video games. Video games have been there for me my entire life through good times and bad times. Video games give me that fresh out the shower feeling once I beat them. I’ve even learned a thing or two from them as well as life long lessons it takes many to grasp.

    In Street Fighter I’ve learned heavy punches and light kicks can make anyone subdue to your needs regardless of their stature, and when they lose the fight they are great sports. Astal taught me that allies come and many different shapes and sizes and size means nothing at all — it’s the heart that the person carries that measures their strength. Streets of Rage taught me that love for your friends and your home will put you through some crazy s— just to restore the proper balance at any means necessary.

    Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Tournament Fighters had doppelgängers in it — at first I didn’t get why they had them on there, but then I realized your worst enemy that you would never expect will forever and always will be yourself and to overcome yourself is to admit and know your flaws. Super Mario 64 will make you happy like your first paycheck from your first job, but then p— you off when you see the taxes taken out. You have to go knee-deep in this 3D world full of inconveniences that you must conquer, much like your everyday life but with fruity raptors and fire-breathing turtles. At the end of the day, you keep playing the game. Why? Because your determination for that game or anything hard doesn’t come easy.

    Marvel Vs. Capcom taught me the enemy of my enemy is my friend — two different heroes and villains come together in a covenant to take down an ominous evil power. If they can come together with your greatest enemy for a better cause, I know I can too. Shadow The Hedgehog taught me that, yeah, you can have a messed up past, but that doesn’t determine who you will be in the future, and that doesn’t assure you’ll be good either. You have choices along the way to being greatest and also to the Hall of Infamy.

    And lastly, but not at all least important, Call of Duty: Black Ops 2 taught me that what you do now affects anyone and everyone. Ever hear, “your past will haunt you” or “the truth will eventually come to light and shine brighter than it should”? All of that can be avoided if you watch how you do and say things. So all these things were taught to me by video games, and the crazy part about this is that these video games never come out and say any of these things — it’s what every gamer receives when these games are played.

  • MR. ARISTOTLE’S CLASS OF 7

    by ISIAH

    Mr. Aristotle:
    When I rule the world,
    I’d answer all questions known to man.
    I’d wish all my students success
    and eventually answers the questions I could not.

    Dr. King:
    When I rule the world,
    it’ll be a better world
    minus racism, plagiarism,
    police brutality, corporate bailouts,
    Wall Street monopolies, child extortion,
    and uninformed abortions.

    Mr. Caesar:
    When I rule the world,
    I want people to worship me,
    bathe me in their love, and support me.
    I want people to do whatever I say and do it now.
    I want emotionless citizens to worship my crown.

    Mr. Obama:
    When I rule the world,
    I want to cure cancer.
    I want to save my mom,
    and perhaps your’s too.
    I want everyone to be safe and have parents
    to tuck them in at night and be there to snuggle up to.

    Mr. Adolph:
    When I rule the world,
    I want to destroy my mortal enemies,
    bring chaos to its peak, and laugh
    at my burning victims while I watch
    their loved ones weep.

    Mr. Wilkins:
    When I rule the world,
    I hope the fame won’t ruin me,
    change me into someone I’m not supposed to be,
    and inevitably, I hope I could find happiness.

    Mr. Darwin:
    When I rule the world,
    nothing is going to change,
    not in the slightest bit,
    because humanity is doomed to repeat history.
    We are imperfect, and the sooner we face it,
    the sooner we can finally be saved by it.

  • F.U.N.

    by ISIAH

    The world turns backwards like a hurricane.
    Where religion affects politics,
    the malevolent takes precedent over those who are relevant,
    ignorant like a baby Helen Keller to all the world’s problems.
    Rubik’s cube solution to a 1 + 1 problem,
    Wanderers lost from a straight line that provides them sanction.
    Invisible proofs are ideals by the masses’ beliefs.
    Angry yells because lies hold no truth,
    stuck in a 2 x 4 phone booth,
    phone lines are cut loose,
    no sweet talks to consume weak hearts,
    so no one believes you when you run away,
    and that’s why you breath hard.
    Those panicking breaths are consumed by chemicals that influence the brain,
    disillusioned choice run in and outside the body
    from needle point holes in your arm
    to hallucinogens giving you pictures of Barney.
    What happened to childhood dreams?
    Now it’s minimum-wage manual labor.
    Still stuck in that phone booth with metal bars,
    and the state gave you a quarter,
    but the phone lines are cut loose
    and the repairmen aren’t going to come.
    Yet still, instead of doing what needs to be done,
    we decide to get deceived by what seems to be.

  • HEARTACHE’S QUEST

    by ERIC

    Blared music to shield the agony
    Trying to move mountains telepathically
    Puzzled by the thought of what goes on around a soul
    When the being is unaware of what is happening
    The world and its fallacies
    False notions spoken when asked about the truth of the pursuit of happiness
    A statement that is explained when laughter turns into depression
    When curses are a blessing
    Knowing forward is backwards
    Rapidness is all that is known without resting
    Simply sprinting away from signs of affection
    Cupid’s bow can only shoot a message in a direction that inflicts infection
    That can only be treated with a extended injection of time and rejection
    Being attracted to someone that is attracted to someone else is a course
    In my labyrinth subjected to digression
    Moving on without anyone suspecting is a maze in itself
    In a search for someone forever pleasant
    Remembering the sting as a twisted love story through certain sections
    Reminiscing, skimming through old pictures
    Scribbling out the words I’m fine in ink so it remains in the recollections
    Hoping not to have to make a correction
    To only have to be traumatized by life
    And be on heartache’s quest again

  • GUN

    by BENJI

    Kids are running around today not knowing the definition of a firearm.
    Posting pictures of the weapons, letting others know that their arm is ready to do harm.
    In unfortunate neighborhoods, a familiar sound acts like a 10:30 alarm,
    Letting all be known that the violence being done is ever growing like a farm.
    Maybe it’s the role models they watch and listen to.
    If good modeling was straight, they’d be as straight as a cashew.
    Gucci Mane, Soulja Boy, Lil Wayne to name a few.
    We’d hope that with their mouths something good would pass through…
    Instead we hear,
    “Aye fake n—-, I told you beware of the finga that pulls the trigga.”
    BANG BANG. “Stinga”
    And the process repeats.
    Born. Grow up. Learn the evils that weren’t meant to be learned,
    And do the things that aren’t meant to be done.
    A weapon incorporating a metal tube from which bullets, shells, and other projectiles are propelled by explosive force, learn the definition.
    And before you use it, learn something before you act with intuition.