Dead Poet’s Society

Because the movie is so profound. Its understated quality leaves you wrecked with emotion.

Because this is one of the few movies where I like Robin Williams:

Because it’s one of those movies that’s more than just entertainment. If you let him, Robin Williams will be the teacher you wish you’d had.

I died for Beauty – but was scarce: Extended

I died for Beauty – but was scarce
Adjusted in the Tomb
When One who died for Truth, was lain
In an adjoining Room –

He questioned softly Why I failed?
“For Beauty,” I replied –
“And I – f or Truth – Themself are One –
We Brethren, are,” He said –

And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night –
We talked between the Rooms –
Until the Moss had reached our lips –
And covered up – our names –
                                                                                          ~Emily Dickinson

And in the next world, I looked for him –
The One who died for Truth
But ‘twas not meant to be –
I think, gone forever was the youth –

I was troubled in my restless state –
And would often cry –
For if One who died for Truth was lost
Then where, pray tell, was I?

                                                                                            ~Aliza Scheiner

The Hunt

BUM BUM

Bahbahbah BUM

I can hear the drums beat

BUM BUM

Bahbahbah BUM

As my pulse keeps time

BUM BUM

Bahbahbah BUM

I stalk my prey

BUM BUM

Bahbahbah BUM

Weapon in hand

BUM

I crouch

BUM

Tilt my head

BUM BUM

I raise my hand

BUM BUM

BUM BUM

I strike

BUMMMMMMM

The mosquito falls – Dead

~Aliza Scheiner