I could tell that it was going to be one of those days. Nothing seemed to go right all day. I was mindlessly sitting at my desk when all of a sudden the classroom door swung open and there appeared… nothing. But the nothingness had some sort substance, because it made the hall look like a mirage.
Time seemed to stop, and I was the only one brave enough to approach it. My fingers stretched out, and I expected to fall through: the hall, no matter how blurry, was still there. I expected to feel the heat of a fire. But rather than heat my arm was emerged in cold and disappeared into thin air.
I quickly jerked my arm back and saw that it was covered in snow. The tiny faces of white chill instantly melted as I looked back at my class …show more content…
I turned my head to see a colossal one, one that must have been at least one hundred times larger than mine. It was veiled in onyx-like scales that reminded me of an empty summer sky; the kind that was so clear yet missing stars that the inklike abyss made it seem like you could see to the edge of the universe.
My head moved up to meet pomegranate eyes and stayed there; I was mesmerized. I tilted to the right as I walked back, taking in the beauty of this magnificent creature. I never once considered that it could use those enormous claws and teeth to hurt me; never once considered backing away in fear. The sheer shock had withheld me from realizing the absence of cold and the presence of heat: the dragon was warming me (not overheating, not burning, warming) me with its breath.
It also took me a moment to realize that I had just made a dragon with my mind! I took a breath as I continued to make eye contact with the dragon— my dragon.
Okay. Okay. I thought to myself. You just made a dragon with your mind. Can-can you make other things with your mind here? I shut my eyes and concentrated; I decided to start small, even though I knew I could make this enormous being. Okay. Just make a cup of hot chocolate. That will prove that this is really what you think it
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Surreptitiously and quietly, the posted sentries at the main entrance leading to the Dweller city of New Hope maintained their duties guarding it, keeping watch over any potential threats that may arise from beyond the entrance at any time. From the balcony that stood directly above the steel gates of the main entrance, the Dweller city guard had managed to place a small barrier of sandbags with an additional sentry gun turret, consisting of twin mounted MG42 machine guns. Even further behind the sandbags and sentry turret emplacement was a table, with two G43 semi-automatic rifles leaning on the table. Seated around the table, there were three Dwellers: two Dwellers who were part of New Hope’s city guard, and the Silent Orphan, the leader
But now I know. A thought is like a child inside of our body. It has to be born!” (77).
And I thought about books. And for the first time I realized that a man was behind each one of the books. A man had to think them up. A man had to take a long time to put them down on paper. And I’d never even thought that thought before.”
While strange shapes would show, and so would colors, I began to get dizzy, trying to avoid the terrifying spiders and what was said to be vicious scorpions and snakes, I became hopeless not able to hold my imagination and not knowing what was reality, I became hungry. I became so hungry that I began to eat the baby spiders crawling up my throbbing leg and as the day became longer the more I became lonelier not knowing what the future would hold for me. As the night grew darker so did the noise and creaking I heard, not knowing where the mysterious noise had come from I became severally frightened. While wishing my peers were here to comfort me, I began to think about how enraged they must be with me for shattering the majestic carpet. Soon I began to doubt the forgiveness of my peers.
I cringe at the smell of alcohol floating around the apartment. A cold shiver simmers down my spine as I hear footsteps making their way to my room. 3 loud, hard knocks bang on the door. I open the door waiting for it. Waiting for the rock solid slap that pierces my face everyday leaving bruises and black eyes the size of tennis balls.
Light overwhelmed the cafeteria as the rising sun penetrated the transparent windows and touched the stainless steel fixtures of the kitchen. A morning fog wisped across the courtyard, flooding it with vapor that would rise inch by inch, covering the benches and tables, covering the school. All life inside would be stifled without a sound. Boys, girls, teachers, staff, everyone. Life would cease to exist within the walls of Lincoln-Sudbury.
The once starry night now resembled a cluster of tiny white smudges engulfed by a grim lifeless mass. Just as my eyes were fully shut, I heard a distant yell, followed by a woman 's piercing shriek. My last thought, “What is happening to me.” “We need to evacuate the building.” “Wake the girl, we have to move, NOW.”
The cool air swoops in and out behind me as the door slams close. Immediately I feel the pressure of hundreds of eyes glaring at me. I glide my feet down the school hallway, secretly hoping that today will be different. Today I can avoid all the drama and pain. I arrive at my locker and open it, only for it to be shut a second later by the wannabee herself Ms. Amber Jones.
Time seemed endless that day, the sun in the sky never moved, or at least that's what it felt like. Shuffling through my satchel for a drink of water, I felt eyes on me from behind. I turned around quickly, all I could make out were books sitting orderly in shelves, and a few people browsing the categories. After taking a quick drink I headed off. "
Thirdly, you are the thinking being sitting in your chair. Therefore, the human animal sitting in your chair is you.” I would agree as very few would deny the very existence of all animals, nor the fact that a specimen of the species Homo sapiens is presently seated in your chair. So the first premise cannot be easily rejected. Moreover, to deny that human animals think whilst accepting that dolphins and elephants are able to is a contradiction.
Through our understanding we can come to learn that the existence of conscious self is not enough to support the claim of a thinking thing, and that he solely exists on the basis of thinking and being a thing being. And so the mediators claim that “ I exist as a thinking thing,” is correct as it can be supported with evidence throughout our
Conclusion: The mind is substantively different from the body and indeed matter in general. Because in this conception the mind is substantively distinct from the body it becomes plausible for us to doubt the intuitive connection between mind and body. Indeed there are many aspects of the external world that do not appear to have minds and yet appear none the less real in spite of this for example mountains, sticks or lamps, given this we can begin to rationalize that perhaps minds can exist without bodies, and we only lack the capacity to perceive them.