Comments on Navigating the Maze - Mike Henry: Carpe Diem - Thoughts on Dead Poets Society

excuse me, but who knew what blew in with the weav...

2011-03-17T05:09:55.034-07:00

excuse me,
but who knew what blew in with the weaves,
i could have said leaves now im changing my dream,
anyone else believe what i think?
or should i say what i know?
its just a head in the end, in a little bit of snow.
can someone please help me out and contact me. if you care about anything, this is it.
what would it take you to e-mail me on the following address. really think about it. is it possible for me to do it so that you do exactly that? i can't think, except for this fact.

PLEASE. im not going to cry my soul. simpyone@hotmail.com

every believe in THE POET?
not kidding around.
lifting sound off the ground
like a moth to a flame
crying in vain or dying for my name?
excuse me, but i can't refrain,
i demand a change,
am i more sensitive or sticking my hand up cause the rest are lame?
to my chest i stick a gun and aim,
not at my heart, not at my soul,
not to fart around and start a fire with coal.
but because love surrounds to whole globe.

simpyone@hotmail.com

'The teacher challenges his students to be free th...

2008-05-23T13:12:00.000-07:00

'The teacher challenges his students to be free thinkers and non-conformists.'
Did he really? Rip out the pages, go on. And they all rip out the pages. They were all like lap dogs at the master's feet. Why? Because he had Literature to teach them. I studied Literature at University, and believe me when I say that we were all in love with at least one passionate English Literature lecturer. Actually, the guy who lectured on Poetry, and had a couple of poetry books published, won the most hearts and minds of both male and female students.
Yes, I too was fired with what I now consider, and know, to be the 'wrong' interpretation of 'carpe diem', but which best suited the more Machiavellian lecturers' interpretation.
My young teenage daughter was watching this film only the other day, and I was so happy to note how different her response was, compared to mine when I was her age seeing the film for the first time. My beautiful daughter thought Neil's teacher, Mr Keating, was an irresponsible egoistic performer who did not know, or really care about his pupils. I was amazed, astounded, and I ran to hug and kiss her. She wants to be a doctor, or an environmental engineer, and I am so very very thankful she does not want to be an artist!

I'm honored, Mike. I'm glad the poem spoke to you....

2007-07-31T12:33:00.000-07:00

I'm honored, Mike. I'm glad the poem spoke to you. I love Dead Poets Society and would like to watch it again. It is very true that most men "lead lives of quiet desperation." I don't want that either, not by any means. Part of my struggle to "break out" has been to realize that it's okay to fail. I've lived for a long time with a fear of failure that has paralyzed me from stepping out and pursuing the dreams God has placed in my heart. I don't want that anymore. I appreciate your candid thoughts here. You are a very good writer, and I love how you analyze popular culture in light of your own experience and extract important nuggets of truth. Blessings, bro.