Monday, June 1. 2009
It's time for something very different...
I’m a lover of fine writing, the same way that others obsess over well-prepared food or classical music. When I run into a book that’s chock-full of excellent word-work, I tend to care less about the plot. It’s nice, of course, if I enjoy the story, but I increasingly prefer craft over plot as I age. I also like books that challenge my beliefs – and Brave New World makes me ponder them – because I want to encounter new ideas in the pages between my fingers.
As something of a celebration of fine writing everywhere – both from Huxley's hands and from your own – I’d like you to create an original piece of writing for this thread. Take something from Brave New World as a starting point – a setting, a character (you can invent another one based on that figure), a theme, a plot point, a particularly beautiful image or line of dialogue/prose – and run from there.
The usual guidelines – use fairly school-appropriate language, edit your work, present a piece that’s substantially profound enough to reward your reader for their time, etc. – remain in place. The only new requirement is that your writing must be inspired in some way by Huxley's work; whether this inspiration comes from his language, characters, stories, or themes is entirely up to you.
You may write poetry or prose, fiction or facts (or some mix of the two). You can write from a variety of perspectives – first-, second-, third-, hybrid, etc. You can use dialogue. You can establish a contemporary setting, or set it in another time and place entirely. You can experiment with form, style, and voice; in fact, I encourage you to do so, because anyone who wants to write well – at any level – as an adult needs to seem both versatile and natural. (Plots, themes, and characters seem like they should be just as difficult to master, but you’d be surprised how easily those ideas can strike; form, style, and voice require practice, and it takes a while for these to become as organic as the stories they serve.)
Identify what you feel most like writing, and write!
At the end of your piece, please explain the source of your inspiration (for example, “Inspired by Bernard's inner monologue from Chapter 4,” or “Inspired by stability and stagnation”). If you want, you can even explain how your work relates to the story – what about Bernard's thoughts inspired you to write? You may or may not choose to reveal exactly what is going on in your work, or whether what you have written is real; again, the choice is yours.
People who wish to submit anonymous work to the blog should speak with me. I may want to toss in a couple short pieces of my own, so you really don't need to worry about anyone finding out who wrote post #59. (For all anyone knows, it could be me.)
For this thread, I do not care about the “length” of your work; a creative writer can pack a lot of meaning into a very small space. I’m concerned mainly with effort, content, and skill – not with the amount of writing on the page. So don’t get tied up in whether what you wrote is long or short enough; write as much as you feel you need to write in order to get your point across to the audience! Just make sure it means something. If it's short for the sake of being short, it will be scored accordingly.
Finally, I want you to provide feedback when you see your classmates’ work. Congratulate them! Praise them! Ask them questions! Please respond to at least five or six of them, or more if possible; there’s no comment limit for this thread, so if you feel like talking to your peers, follow your instincts! (You can even do this for anonymous posters; they’ll be reading the thread to see how you respond.) Check your work to see if someone left feedback for you, and start conversations with your readers – and classmates!
(If you want to see how one of these went last year, go here, but be forewarned - the thread is 562 comments long. Just read a few of the creative pieces, see how people responded to their peers' work, recognize my favorite (and least favorite) parts of that thread, and use it as a model - but not a template, as I would like this year's threads to surpass last year's!)
The blog is evolving, and I can’t wait to see where it goes! This post is due at 11:59pm on Wednesday, June 3rd.. Good luck!
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He has not passed 5th grade.
Yet, he has 30 PH.D.'s.
He feels that there is something missing.
Yet, he does not know what it is.
He figure out the last piece.
Yet, he is too shy to act.
He received supports, He was strong.
But, it was too late.
Yet, there is a light of hope that one day.
One day, they will be together.
Inspired by "1984" except with a different ending, and Mr. Henry Ford's education.
To be honest, I don't really comprehend the entire poem. Could you explain in detail? But I enjoyed the fact that you incorporated/integrated the ideas of 1984 and Brave New World into one. Extremely creative! Propsss !
This is a great poem...however I agree with Gloria it is not all that clear and easy to understand. BUT I think the poems that are the hardest to understand have deep meaning and are the best poems written.
What in the America are you talking about? Are you referencing me when you mention 30 PHD's? I am the only person smart enough on the planet to have 30 PHD's! America number 1!
The poem is interesting and I understand some parts of the poem. I kind of get what you are trying to say, but I need more detail. However, I think it is interesting.
I understand what you're trying to point out Ricky and I enjoyed reading your poem. But remember? There is no God, in the World State, if anything it would be Ford, because he is the Freud. Other than that, I truly was intrigued by your poem.
Since many are confused, I can help explain the first part. Mr. Henry Ford was a man coming straight out of his father's farm. He had not passed the 5th grade level because he is a farmer. Once he left the farm and work in factories, he grew and became a great entrepreneur. He has no higher than 5th grade education but has 30 college graduates and people with pH. D's working under him. So basically, he is the 30 pH.D.
I do not like the book, "1984," but I like how you made things go to the happy ending.
"My father" the room was hushed, they waited for this next words, "My father, don't you remember me, are you trying to tell me that you see yourself when you look into my eyes? I have waited for this day, for the day that you can look upon me and i can look upon you. Am i that repuslive that you can't look upon me? or is it that you see to much of yourself in my eyes?" everyone in the crowd was agast by what they were hearing, they all looked at the director with a new sense of wonderment, they wondered why they had gone down this unholy path. they boy spoke saying "please father look at me, just one simple look, is all that i ask." the room was dead silent no one dared to break the silence. the director was at a loss for words, as his son gazed up into his eyes, he saw nothing familiar but a hollow shell of a man. a man of privelege, a man who's abused his privelege, who thought himself far superior to all. he could see this as he gazed acrossed the room upon the faces of the onlookers in the room. he could not explain what he was feeling, it was a new feeling, not one that he had felt before or would ever want to feel again. he turned around in shame, and walked out. never to see his son again.
my inspiration for this was the director calling out bernard in chapter 10. and i felt that the son needed to say more, needed to see his perspective, and hear his feelings. abd u felt that the director, like politicians today, and people of wealth, how they feel superior to the working class, this is probally something that would happen today, and not raise much of an eyebrow. when we are all people and we should all be treated the same no matter what our station in life is. but if you have money or position you can get what you want, just like bernard, who got to call out other people when he needed to look in his mirror.
I like what you wrote Jedd. I am surprised that more people haven't commented on it, maybe it is because its long. I also agree that I think that scene should have been longer and John should have said more. Good job and thank you for filling the blank in that part.
I consider this to be one of the best I have read so far. I haven't read every single one of them, but when I started reading yours, it caught my attention. I agree with Spencer how you made the scene longer. I believe that if the scene was longer it would be better also.
omg wall of text! (kidding =] )
I thought this was really well done Jedd. I like how you expanded the scene and I agree it needed to be expanded. Would have been great to see the director explain to John why it was so bad to have natural birth etc... I hope more people read and comment on this.
You can not truley be a happy person if you dont believe the truth. The characters of Brave New World constantly try to mask their situations by abusing drugs that make the reality a lie. What makes this life in the World state so intriguing? or so awful that the characters use escapism to free themselves into a better place? To some popping pills is the norm, for example in this story. People use other things they can turn to so they feel better about themselves and to forget the situation their in like it is a dream.
The fact that there are no emotions drives me to write about this. If there are no emotions why do they need to take happy pills. Everyone of them are like robots, they do as they are told and always follow the class structure because of what they are fed through hypnopedia. I think it is interesting how so much work is put into making 96 identical copies of a person and none of them are truly themselves, so how can they be happy.
I agree with this. I do not think that the characters are truly happy even though they are conditioned to be happy. Taking soma will numb the pain for that faint time, but it can not take away all of the unhappiness.
I agree with you. Soma will not work very well. Nothing can really cure the soul. I think people are sad just because their soul’s problem!
I agree to you. How can people be happy if things have gone like the book, "Brave New World?" I think that book is just weird.
So happy? Empty and lonely
I’m not sure what I need, could it be someone comely?
Why do I bother putting up with Bernard the oddball
I might as well eat these mothballs
Who’s this new handsome savage?
I must go and pay him homage
I must have this strange this new man
He is just like Tarzan
Why will he not be with me!
Does he think I am some kind of commie!
This ordeal has put me through such a trauma
I wish that I lived in America!
Inspired by Lenina’s quest for connection, her attempt to get with John (the savage), and America the great.
I really enjoyed reading yours! I had a difficult time making mine also rhyme so I' really jealous of how yours flows so well! Although the last line seems irrelevent, I really like how you described Lenina's confusion about John's actions. It makes their difference very evident.
Hahah I really enjoyed this! It has the right amount of humor and seriousness attached to it. I found it hilarious how you can still incorporate "America the Great" into any blog no matter what the prompt. Good job!
Greg that was the greatest piece of Americanism I've ever read. You're the man: so handsome, brilliant, and just plain great.
Greg that was the greatest piece of Americanism I've ever read. You're the man: so handsome, brilliant, and just plain great.
"Greg that was the greatest piece of Americanism I've ever read. You're the man: so handsome, brilliant, and just plain great."
I do not fully understand why you have commented about yourself. Do you wish to boost your self-esteem? I do agree that America is great... But do you always have to incorperate it in every piece of literature.
My self esteem can't get any bigger. And Nathan, all patriots must always praise America - we can't help it. Nathan, I think the better question is why don't you always praise America in your literature? You some kind of commie Somali Pirate
Unfortunately I was unable to vote when the election rolled by. I do know that my fathe voted for McCain... Did your father?
I don't really get all of this.
Its really creative, incorporating Tarzan into this and using all those funny rhymes.
I kind of liked it.
Dude, just open your heart and America will find its way in.
I think the poem was done very well. I can't do a poem and if I did it wouldn't rhyme very well. I also like the random America thing even though it didn't go very well. None the less very good.
I like this poem and the way you incorporated personal feelings into your poem. One thing I do have to agree on is that, the whole America thing with you is quite overrated. I mean I think the whole class understands you love America, but is it necessary for you to use it in EVERY blog? But that's just my opinion.
Wow nice rhymes Greg. I really liked this version of her struggle. And it humors me how you manage to incorporate America AND boost your ego in every blog post and almost everyday in class. Keep doing what your doing (In my opinion).
I dont really understand what Tarzan has to do with brave new world but the poem was well written. But i do agree that Nathan is a commie. HAHA.
I really like the way you describe Lenina who is eager for sexual experience with other men. The movement for sex has taken everything about her. The lost in demanding sex make her take more soma to escape the painful reality, but she never give up because she never been through the process of pain.
Oh my god dude, Grigor. Your blog post is just hilarious. I do not like Lenina at all, but I like your post.
I can’t believe Bernard actually asked me about Lenina
Why didn’t I tell him she was disgusting or really bad in bed?
All I want to do is fly to New Mexico right now on my helicopter and rescue Lenina from the horrid time she must be having right now with Bernard.
Even though I spend time with other girls, the only girl for me is Lenina and I’ve known she’s been faithful to me for some while now.
Why did she suddenly agree on a date with Bernard?
Have I done something to upset her?
Is it her annoying friend, Fanny, telling her to move on?
If it wasn’t for our society, I would have long proposed to Lenina, for I love her and want to have a real relationship with her.
But sadly I cannot and will not show my emotions to anyone and keep my feelings forever in my heart.
Inspired by Bernard's talk with Henry about Lenina
Mmm, first comment! =D
I thought this one is interesting, and I truly hope that it is how Henry will think about Lenina. However, according to what I have read when Henry was talking to the Assistant Predestinator, I think it is far from what/who Henry is. Perhaps what you write is more likely to be Bernard's thoughts--who is more likely to cherish the girl.
Erica, this is really cute! But like Mandy said I do not really think Henry is really bothered that Lenina is "going out" with another guy because that is part of how the society works in their case. Like Fanny had said, it is more unusual to constantly sticking to one man than have more than one affair.
This is really sweet! Erica! This is interested too. I can tell u did learn something after all the dramas you have watch. XD In the Brave New World, we do not hear a lot from Henry. He is a typical Alpha man in the society. He does everything the society wants the Alpha to do. Maybe inside his heart, he starts to develop the feeling of love that is not supposed to be in the society.
Henry's feeling of rejection throws him off guard. He just doesn't understand why Lenina can't have any other guy but Henry himself when he is able to be with other women. Besides, Fanny is ridiculous, she's really something.
Haha. I do not like Lenina. I just think she's just gross and disgusting. I think Bernard is good guy.
“A gramme in time saves nine… one cubic centimetre cures ten gloomy sentiments… a gramme is always better than a damn… a gramme in time saves nine… one cubic centimetre cures—” These words keep repeating in his mind, though he has no understanding of it.
I don’t understand what they’re talking about…but, they are so assuring, so it must be true, right? They must be true—just like all other stuff in my head. I mean, I don’t know where they come from, but when I follow my instinct—the voice in my head—everything I have done is right: I am glad to be an Alpha; I don’t like others; they are stupid; I do love flying; I do love new clothes; nothing will hurt me…everything my instinct told me is real! So, they must be true this time, right? But, wait…a gramme of what? Is it this thing in my hand? A pill? I guess so…nah, whatever. I guess I can just eat this… “Nothing will hurt me,” right? He quietly thinks to himself, questioning and then answering.
The world! The world! It’s so colorful and happy! Look at all these Alpha people around me! They are so pretty! Look at all those airplanes! They seem so exciting! Oh, just how much I love this place! Oh, just how awfully glad I am to be an Alpha! I don’t really know what it means—I just heard it from the adults repeating what a guy named Savage said—but “O brave new world that has such people in it”!
Inspired by soma, its affects on people and how it “erases” unhappiness.
I liked how you started off your post with a quote. It really puts the blog into context. I totally agree with the idea that the people just follow their sleep-teaching blindly. The prospect of having such a society scares the living daylights out of me, and your blog just intensified that fear. But that's a good thing! It means you described their plight and position extremely well. (:
The way you interpreted the effects before and after taking soma was nicely done. I enjoyed reading this. I can imagine that person or society in my mind, and I must agree with Gloria on that it scares me too. It’s interesting how Huxley portrays these different societies and what they do in this book, such as taking soma and the wide effect it has on that certain society.
Mandy, I think this is really want soma does to the people in society that do take it. It literally "erases" happiness. They really don't know what happiness it because they have never experienced true happiness. With the soma pill, they experience artificial happiness and what good does that do for them?
Your paragraph is well written. It is very interesting and it shows the soma’s effectiveness. it is very good.
I like what you posted and i think a lot of people overlook what the soma really does to the people in society. They are brainwashed and believe what they are taught and never really know the real meaning of anything, especially the meaning of what it is like to really live a life. The soma is just another way to keep them from raisng any questions about life, because whenever things get tough they just pop a pill. This is the standard way to solve any struggle in life, and it is really sad to think that they are keeping themselves from important experiences of life with the poison the have been given.
I really like this. It is well done and definitely shows the effects of soma. I like how you incorporated the Shakespeare quote as well. Well done!
As I entered this building, this grey, plain, empty building, I pretended to be a student that followed along with the tour. As I was brought around, the more and more I saw, the more and more I got disgusted with what they were trying to carry out. All these questions were running through my head; why were they doing that? Why did they have the choice of choosing how someone’s life was going to be like? How do the students next to me feel about this; the different class distinctions, alpha? Gamma? It’s not fair. They can’t do that. While walking and watching, the thoughts of trying to do something came to mind. I had to do something, I can’t just let this happen and have all of these unborn lives ruined or taken over. When the gentleman in the long grey lab suit escorted us to another part of the building, I secretly snuck away trying to figure a way to fix this. In my attempt to change this lifestyle, I bumped into someone that had felt the same way. I wonder, are there others too?
Inspired by the “pre-selected” lifestyles at the Central London Hatchery and Conditioning Centre, but in a different perspective.
This reminds me of Winston from 1984. How he sees everything wrong, but is scared to act upon it. This was extremely well-written, and I commend you on it! I like the idea that the character found another like him, giving the reader hope. (:
I like how i could completely picture what you were saying in my head. I also agree with Gloria about how it reminds us of Wintson in 1984.
Really good short story! =D
This is really good writing. I like how the children were disgusted with what they saw, and you gave them a different thought in their mind. I think that there are a lot of people in the society that have a rebellion but do not want to show it.
This is good. Everyone wrote about characters that have name in this story, but you decided to write about the student who is not that important in this story. The Director thinks everyone likes and admires the way the society works now, but maybe this is what the students really think when they are in the laboratory.
I fear that our world will become this. Such great descriptions of the labs and class distinction. It is sad how the embryos cannot do much better than they are meant to do.
Interesting. The descriptions were very vivid in my head and I could picture myself in that room and thinking the very same thoughts. It's like a trip away from reality! :]
Very interesting. You totally pour out my feelings when I read through that part of the book. At first I thought of the possibility of John as the narrator, but it doesn't quite fit. Anyhow, whoever the narrator is, I hope he/she will succeed.
I like the twist of the student trying to mingle in, it gave it a new perspective which i liked. i think it was to happy, for the bleak story. it shows that you found somebody so there is hope in this world. and i think that with the embro's being able to do what they can there is no hope in that world. but i love the twist.
I like how you made this completely different story from Brand New World. It almost seems like it's going to turn into this big action packed story, where this single person and a group of followers completely revamp the World State.
I like your perspective on what this world has on some individuals. I remember reading when the Director took the students through the tour of how the Department worked and how shocking some of the labs were. And you basically said everything that went through my mind. How can this be? This twisted world be?
Where do I belong?
The reservation is where I was born
with no home
I created my own sanctuary
With Shakespeare's story
I dreamed of the day
stepping onto the brave new world that day
Hoping to discover where I belong
But rather found out I was wrong
Where do i belong?
Inspired by John's search for where his belongs and is no longer the odd ball. Unfortunately the Civilization or the "brave new world" was not as he had imagined and did not serve as the home he was searching for but rather more confusing and difficult to accept which lead to the tragic death of John.
Oh, I really liked this. It really emanated the feeling of desperation and despair that John felt when he found no place in which he belonged. I liked the rhythm and the rhyming of your poem! Thank you for sharing!
Side note: Favorite part?
"I created my own sanctuary
With Shakespeare's story" (:
I felt you really captured John's feelings on not truely belonging anywhere. It was good, but you could've made it better by praising America.
I really liked your poem. I like how brave new world was in the poem as well. Just all in all the poem was great !
I like this one alot. If you wake up every day wondering and waiting for that one day, how do you stay so strong to not lose faith and hope that you will finally see what you wanted?
I really like this and how you made it rhyme. It shows the way John is feeling about where he truly belongs. I also enjoyed reading it as well as the way you made it relate to the civilization in Brave New World.
I like this one a lot. You talk like you are actually John. I can feel John is tired of his life, which makes him feel not accepted. I think John is a really pathetic character. When he lives in with the Indian, the Indian treated him like an outsider even he grows up with the Indian. When he moves to the World States, people treat him like a lion in the cage.
Kozue, I believe that John feels exactly the way your poem expresses his feelings. He really has no comfort in the World State because people only want to see him and meet him because he's different. While he argues with Mond, people don't understand his purpose of a different belief and therefore, causes him to slowly reject himself.
I think this is very creative. I am sure John was very disappointed when he found out the new world he discovered was not like what he imagined. I like the rhyming of your poem. It makes it fun to read.
I like this poem. It really express how lost and confused John really is. Not being accepted in two different socities has cause him lots of confusion.
I like the rhythm of this poem. You did a good job on capturing John internal thoughts about the world. His searching for his belonging can never reveal after he give up at the end of story. He ended at where he started, the savage reservation; nothing changed overall.
I really like this. I thought the same thing when I thinking how John felt when I was reading this book. Seriously World State just sickens me. Totally disgusting.
Nice one, Ko! I like the way you put it; you have described John's feelings well: his loneliness, hopefulness, and at last his disappointment. John's anxiety, confusion, and uncertainty are all well written.
I really think you encompassed John's entire childhood in a really simple poem. You touched an basically every aspect of John's childhood that we know of and I think you presented it nicely too. Also the rhyming was a nice touch.
I think you basically captured everything John was going through. You emphasized on his struggle with fitting in society. Not only did you show John's feelings but you made it into a strong rhyme which I enjoyed reading.
Through the Eyes of a Brave New World Embryo
I wake up.
Where am I? It’s so warm in here. Hey look. There are little things swimming around me. They look like tadpoles. How amusing. They keep swimming up to me and hitting me. Why are they doing that? Hehe, that tickles.
I try to move around and end up floating around. After several tries, I can move in the general direction that I wish to. It’s as if I’m flying. Something penetrates the surface of my home, creating vibrations and ripples throughout my habitat. Something grips around me, slowly pulling me up. The air that hits me is shockingly cold. The intruder leaves me dangling. I look around me and see eggs like me hanging around as well. Some are put back into the warmth of their own incubators. The machine gripping me places me into a new red liquid. The red surrounds me, almost suffocating me. I can see it on my left and right. I glance up. The red continues skyward. There’s something in the distance to my left. I change my focus and move closer to it.
There’s an invisible barrier between my destination and I.
What sort of strange magic is this?
I sit back, contemplating. A sudden jolt forces me from my thoughts. It’s like an earthquake.
What’s going on?
The shaking stops.
Whew. What, no, it’s staring again. This time it doesn’t feel as bad.
This continues for a bit and by the end of several times, I barely notice the movement. I’m finally able to sleep.
I wake up. But this time, I know where I am. I am still surrounded by the red liquid, warm and comforting. I look around once again and notice a change. There seems to be me in 95 other incubators!
What is this?!
I hear voices. They come from the far end of the wall. Towering giants stand there, murmuring something about Bokanovsky being successful.
Who is this Bokanovsky? Why is he important? Why are there so many duplicates of me?
I wonder until my head hurts. I sleep.
I wake up. This time, in panic. I feel like I cannot breathe. Each breath is more difficult than the last. Each exhale is only greeted with an ever more increasingly difficult inhale. What is going on?
I black out.
I wake up. The air is back to normal. I wonder what happened. I feel strangely light-headed. It’s as if I whenever I try to think, it comes a little slower than before. It’s difficult to form thoughts. It’s easier to just float around and not worry about anything. I float around until I am tired and I sleep.
I wake up. Again, it is like the time before. I cannot breathe. There is no oxygen in my surroundings. It hurts. I succumb to the darkness.
Wake up. Air back to normal. It no hard to breathe. I happy. Let us float. I sleep.
The title kind of explains most of it, but for a more detailed understanding-
Paragraph one: the egg wakes up once it has been fertilized. The little tadpole-like things are the male sperm that are supposed to impregnate the eggs. The eggs are then pulled up out of the liquid filled with male gametes in order to check its progress. It moves it into a test tube/incubator in order to condition it. The warm red liquid is the blood that is kept at a certain temperature to sterilize. The embryo sees another test tube in the distance. It swims toward it, but the container that holds it (transparent/clear) blocks its way. The embryo is then shaken, in order to be familiarized with movement.
Paragraph two: The embryo has undergone Bokanovsky’s process. It is successful, resulting in 95 other clones (the process’ highest success rate is 96 in total)
Paragraph three: The embryo is destined to be an Epsilon, hence the lack of oxygen. The oxygen results in lower intelligence, which will place it in its correct caste.
This continues until the intelligence level is so low that it is hard to think and cannot form full coherent sentences.
I enjoyed reading your thoughts on what it’s like to be an embryo. It’s interesting to read and being able to picture the process that it is going through, whether it was through Bokanovsky or the lack of oxygen. I liked it!
Gloria, this is really enjoyable. The descriptions and details of the bokanovsky process is unbelievable. I do know that this is destined to be an Epsilon with your descriptions in the end. The shaking is for Earthquakes and the breathing is for Industrial Smog. Very ENTERTAINING
I agree with Jen. I wonder if the embryos could really think and if that's what they would be thinking while in the bottles. I never would have thought someone would come up with an idea like yours, it was very entertaining.
I really enjoyed reading your blog because it felt like i was watching the little embryo do all that you described. I liked how you gave the embryo personality with "I happy. Let us float. I sleep" it makes it that much cuter and sounds like something you would say. It is a very interesting point of view looking at how the embryo must feel like being created. hehe that tickles
The thoughts of Henry Foster:
I really do like Lenina, but it is not proper to stay with one girl. I think of disgust when I hear about the past how everyone was *monogamous*. It really does make me cringe, and I hope that we never return to that lifestyle. Only people on the reservation have sustained that lifestyle. Everything the “reservationists” do is just absolutely wrong. Our way of life is the way to live. This makes me think about Lenina again…after all she did go to the reservation with Marx.
I wonder how she is doing all alone at the reservation with Bernard. Thinking about them together does not give me a satisfying feeling. Oh, how I despise Bernard Marx, he definitely must have had some alcohol contamination. He is an odd creature. I do have to ponder why of all people here she chose to go with him to that reservation. I should not have let her, but if I tried to show any sign of jealousy, I think people would notice and as I said earlier, it is not proper to stay or think about only one girl. However I do enjoy the freedom of sleeping with anyone and everyone, but I do think about Lenina a lot. Should I talk to someone about my problem or just keep living and taking soma to forget about her?
The way you put Henry's thoughts into writing is creative. Is relates well to Henry. Henry's view on Lenina is right on point your writing resembles Henry well.
i think this problem would arise in a society like this, because as we have read in previous books there are rare occassions where there is an outcast who wants to live their life differently. These are the most important people because they are the ones who make a dfference in society.
I like this. Similar to Erica's, you also set Henry to like Lenina--only it seems more practical and more true to the character. However, I still don't think that Henry love Lenina at all. He merely sees her as a nice-looking girl who he can showoff after sleeping with her, for many others want her. I got this conclusion because the way he talks about her to the Assistant Predestinator--like what Bernard said, they speak of her as if she is only a piece of meat.
Where am I from? Where did I come from?
Please don’t tell me that I have parents.
Thinking about them sickens me, but if I don’t have parents,
How was I brought to this world?
I think I am a human but was I made by test tubes and robots?
Now I am confused. Is our whole society made by robots?
We definitely rule this society and we are human beings
But I don’t know if we can call ourselves the rulers.
I was inspired by the children watching the Hatchery and its reproduction system in Ch.1 and this is the question I want to ask also.
I really liked your story. I think that the children would be confused becuase they have grown up watching the hatcheries, and then smoeone else tells them something different.
I like this part also because that makes you think if you were in that position what would you do or think. I guess we get that way sometimes too but when you secound guess it, is it really true or is it something you just want to believe?
Only if they all knew that they came from test tubes.
I guess the Alphas and betas would know because they are smarter, they would know they were grown out of test tubes.
In this novel, most of the people live in the life that is set up already before they are born. They don’t think of changing their life style, or thinking there is anything wrong with the society. There are several special case likes Helmholtz, Watson. Even Lenina changes through out the novel. It is possible that there are still a lot of people do not think in the way the society wants them to think.
I liked how you were inspired by the children in the beginning. If I were in their position I would probably be just as curious about what was really going on in the society. There is so much complexity that is involved at the Hatchery.
I never thought about this in while reading the book. I think that its a good question but to me it doesn't seem that robots play a big part. Good question and good way to put it.
I agree with you. I would go crazy if i did not know where I came from. Im one of those people who needs an answer for everything.
This story is good telling every generation in the brave new world. Everyone might have the chance to think about these questions, but none of the people will go through every questions because the sleep talk will prevent these rebellious thinking. The main point of this perfect dystopia is that no relation is involved in any situation because every relation will bring out the passions to destroy the social stability.
I enjoyed reading your poem. If I was one of those students, I would definately be confused just like your poem. But it was really interesting to see that some of or most of these children without any doubt or questioning accepted each and every world the DHC said.
I never thought of how those children would have thought or questioned in their mind. But I think they are not that smart to question or see the contradiction in the system. Also it is because they are raised in a way that they can not think of any other possible ways.
“The savage looked at him. He had been prepared to lie, to bluster, to remain sullenly unresponsive; but, reassured by the good-humored intelligence of the Controller’s face, he decided to tell the truth, straightforwardly.”
What makes you tell the truth from going against telling a lie? If you feel like you should lie for whatever reason and you have it made up in your mind, why don’t you. I was inspired how Savage had a lie made up but instead he told the truth. I truly believe that we should go against the “plan” we have for something more real.
What is God good for?
What is Soma good for?
What is Birth?
What is Bokanovsky?
What is the meaning of Life?
God relieves us from all stress and calms our lives.
Soma relieves us from all stress and calms us for a short term.
Birth is from mother.
Bokanovsky is from test tubes.
Life is from parents and joy of the world.
Death is fear of losing that joy.
Many appreciates the joy of being in this world
So, our fear conquers many aspects of our life.
Inspired by the differences of the World State and the Savage Society from Bokanovsky to Old-Age
I like this one a lot. It makes a lot more sense than the poem I did not get. It is really strong and it makes a geat connection.
"Death is fear of losing that joy." When I read that part it hit me because when we were talking about if we should fear death, that just hits it all. That make us realize thats why we might not want to die because of whats in the feture that we might miss and we don't want to miss out at all.
I don't know if God relieves people of all their stress... that's what America is for... but this Poem does capture the differences between the savages and civilized society. good job
I liked how you formatted this poem and how you related each answer to either the World State or the Savage Society. Not only that, but how you tied each phrase to one another, from the part where it says “life is from parents and joy of the world… our fear conquers many aspects of our life.” I can see what you’re saying about fear conquering different aspects, it gives me a different perspective to it.
This poem shows the difference and the similarity between the thought of the savage and people in the World State. Even they live in different place and have different living style, but they all aiming for the same thing.
I like how you started with questions then answered them. It is a good comparison between the World State and the Savages. Makes a lot more sense than your first one mainly because it had to do with the correct book this time. Anyway good job.
Wow Ricky, that was very good. I liked how you combine the different ideas from the two societies into one stanza. I really liked the last three lines when you talked about life and how the fear of death has a huge control on the way we live our life. I think your previous blog was also pretty good.
I enjoyed reading this. I liked how you used different topics. You used religion, death, family, and other sorts of topics and put it into this one poem.
I like yours. It is simple and creative. The answers just match the questions! Good job!
I really like your poem. It shows the different between the soma and God. Also, it points out the meaningless life they have by taking soma. I really like “Birth is from mother. Bokanovsky is from test tubes”. Your poem is very thoughtful.
I like the way you refer the death as a fear of losing joy. Death, itself, is not fearful for human beings. Every little thing around it makes it fearful more people to see. The painfulness of death, for instance, is one the most fearful element for people. Additionally, I believe that life is about searching for joy, but it is actually a process of suffering. Only the attitude toward each situation could doublethink the suffering as a benefit for one’s life.
I really like the last stanza, and it indeed fits in our daily life well rather than just about the book. "Death is fear of losing that joy" and "So, our fear conquers many aspects of our life" really make sense to me, and I truly like them.
Straight to the point and answering the questions, you make it clear and understandable. I love this way better than abstract poetry.
I thought that the idea of the Bokanovsky process is pretty interesting, the Bokanovsky process is separating one egg into ninety-six identical embryos. It reminds me of the Star Wars the clone wars, where they take one bounty hunter and clone him into thousands and thousands of identical clones, maybe except for the intelligence. They clone them to listen to a designated leader. Another thing I found interesting about the Bokanovsky process is that they do not clone the higher ranked classes. With the Bokanovsky process as they clone people, their intelligence gets cut in half and half and half and eventually they are extremely mentally slow due to the drowning of alcohol and oxygen deprivation. I find that kind of sad that they have the make the batch of kids stupid to suppress them from thinking they are better than delta, epsilon and gammas. Another interesting part of the Bokanovsky process is the removal of women’s uterus and the later incubation of the children. With the removal of the embryo and the placement into the test tubes, the uteri can get more action, and being able to creates ninety-six kids and virtually unlimited uteri. They can control how many smart or dumb kids they get and control the general population.
Yea I was also facinated by the Bokanovsky process because it was like barbie factory where people just keep on making same 'things' over and over. I was wondering if the children made by the Bokanovsky proess are considered as human beings or artifical creatures that look like human beings.
Good point! Since their emotions are not true, can they really be consider as human? I don’t think so since their whole life has been condition by the World State. I really like how you compare the Bokanovsky process with Barbie factory.
I really wonder if they all think exactly same or somewhat differently. Even twins in real life doesn't agree with each other a lot, though they look exacly same. I wonder if technology can make them think exactly same things at same time. By the way I like your comparison of Bokanovsky process to the clone war.
I am an Alpha. I am overjoyed that I am an Alpha because we are better than Betas, Deltas, Epsilons, and Gammas. I am glad that I am an Alpha because Alphas are intelligent. Betas wish they were as smart as us, but they never will be. Delta children wear khaki, it is the most hideous color. I love the color grey, it is such a beautiful color. I don’t play with the Delta, Epsilon, and Gamma children because of their stupidity, I order them around, they do as I say. Alphas are the best.
Inspired by one of Hemholt Watson’s hypnopaedic writing
Good job, you really captured the way us Alphas feel about ourselves and the appalling lower classes. Kudos. America # 1
I forgot to mention that I wrote that as if I were Hemholtz Watson, and I was just writing a hypnopaedia for the Alpha children to listen to
I wish I was an Alpha. This is a great depiction the hypnopaedia of the World State, Johnson.
I like this a lot. I think that this could possibly be one of the things that are part of the hypnopaedia thing. It covers a lot of the things that the one in the book one did. It tells them what to believe and why very well done.
I feel like you have captured the true feelings of an Alpha. I believe that they do act like this when comparing themselves to other classes.
Wow, thats pretty amazing.
that sounds like exactly what an alpha would say...
Good job on describing the societal structure of the Brave New world. Every class supposes to love their own class and depress the others. Being alpha can only think about alpha to be the best and nothing else.
I really like how this is straight forward. Despite the Alphas being the "best" and smartest, this shows how stupid they really sound in reality. Just like all the other levels.
Johnson, you're not an Alpha. But if you were pretending to be one then you pretty much encompassed the nature that an Alpha is conditioned to think like in the World State.
Two groups of people are placed on an island that no body has ever been on. Each group is made up of ten people. The goal is to survive for one month without anything but a knife and book of matches. One group are the savages from a reservation. Another group is made up of two Epsilons, two Gammas, two Deltas, two Betas, and two Alphas. Which team will survive?
Week One: WS (World State) lands on the north side of the island. It seems the WS team has split up into three teams. The Alphas and Betas, the Deltas, and the Epsilons and Gammas. They don't seem to like it very much and really don't like the scenery. Each group has built a small shelter. The Gammas and Epsilons have built the best shelter. Everyone else doesn't have a very good shelter because they don't want to get dirty. They have found fruits but that won't last very long what will happen to them next week?
Week One: S (Savages) lands on the South side of the island. The savages seem to be getting along very well with one another. They have built a very nice hut that they can all stay in. They have a fresh water supply and food that includes fruits and fish. They have built spears and bows and arrows. They seem like they are planning to explore more of the island next week. What will they discover and how will it affect them? Find out next week.
Ok so now I want for someone else to fill in week two then another for three and four. I don't know how well this will work .
Somethings questions that can be answered through this is Will the two ever meet? If they meet will they fight or help each other? Is there a reward if they survive the next few weeks? What do they do when they are bored?
That is an amazing idea Spencer. Only if i hadn't already done my blog and had extra time, i would have definitely continued on what you started. I hope someone does finish it, I would really like to know how it ends.
Still add to it for a response. It gets rid of one of the six response and you can be creative.
Sorry Spencer, I just realized that i changed up your original story a little. I forgot that you said all the castes did build their own shelter. In my continuation, I said Alphas and Betas and Deltas didn't build a shelter.
Alright sure, so I will continue on with the World State team
Week 2: Even though the Gammas and Epsilons built the best shelter out of all the castes, it was still poorly-built. The Gammas and Epsilons’ problem was, even though they didn’t mind getting dirty, they lacked intelligence and knowledge in knowing the techniques of building a strong shelter. The Gammas and Epsilons’ built their shelter with big but thin leaves. Since their shelter gets destroyed by the weather almost everyday, they are constantly searching for more leaves so they can have enough to re-build their housing.
Since the Alphas and Betas were not up for the hard work, they thought hard with their mind to come up with a solution. They slept during the day, which was a lot warmer, under a shaded area. They quickly figured out how to use the book of matches, they made fires to keep themselves warm at night. They have lived like this through the second week.
The Deltas were not as hard working as the Gammas and Epsilons and not as intelligent as the Alphas and Betas, so they got nowhere with their shelter. They just tried to stay awake until they involuntarily fell asleep.
During week two, on one of the nights that the Alphas and Betas wonder around, they discover something that fascinated them. Far away they saw a circling light (which is a lighthouse). They are very curious about it. Will the Alphas and Betas keep this a secret or will they tell the lower castes?
All of them are starving, they only find a little to eat.
End of week 2
*Hint*: The key for the World State team to survive and thrive is by, somehow and someway, despite their hatred for each other, work together. Remember in Brave New World, they said, “Every one works for every one else. We can't do without any one.” Currently they are NOT working together.
Sorry, I do not have enough time to finish the other weeks, but i do have time to answer your question about what the outcome will be. I think that the savages will out live the WS because this is pretty much their natural setting. The WS will probably go crazy without their precious soma, and they do not know how to live without techology. I think the savages would probably find the WS, because of their curiosity. When they meet they will probably use them as sacrifices to the gods and offer them as gifts in exchange for plentiful supplies in order to survive.
This is a really great idea. I kind of wish we had one more blog so it could be entirely like this. If i had more time I would do week 2 for the savages and maybe week 3 for them both but I have more assignments to do (thx for tip in 6th). The outcome? I honestly do not think the WS would last a week without soma, they would be insane by the end of it.
I think the WS has a good chance of lasting if they work together. The soma is just something that they have to feel good and have fun, its not essential, they are not going to die without soma. They might feel gloomy or out of place, but that is it. Think about if Alphas and Epsilons somehow realize their potential strength of working together. The combination of Alphas and Epsilons, the brains and the brawn, would be unstoppable.
What is wrong with everyone now? What is good with the savage? He is just an uncivilized person who we abandoned a long time age. Why do people start to care about the savage? The hypnopaedia always teach us “Ending is better than mending. Ending is better than mending.”(Huxley 49) People became unstable after the savage came to our world. My best friend, Lenina changed the most after the savage came. She was a little weird before she went to the Reservation though. It was all Henry’s fault. She started to only dating him only rather than going out with different guys. I thought she will be better if she go to the Reservation with Bernard, so I persuaded her to go. I was wrong! Last week, when I visited her, she kept talking about that savage! One man! She was thinking about that “one man”! She said she fall in love with him. She is even worse than before she went to the Reservation. I am thinking about persuading her to go to a psychiatrist. This world is falling apart now. Everyone is talking about that savage everyday. My best friend wants to be with that “one man”. I wonder when our world will become stable again.
Inspired by the scene when Lenina is talking to Fanny about John.
I like your paragraph’s beginning. It shows that Lenina’s questions. This scene is well written and yours, too.
I am sure this is exactly what Fanny thought of when Lenina kept on talking about John with her. She must be worry for Lenina since Lenina really wants John. I think Fanny is a good friend of Lenina for reminding Lenina what could happen to her if she just deeply loves one man in the World State.
So what if I don't want to play with the other children?
They act so different,
I want to sit in my own corner and just sit,
Why do I have to go see the psychologist?
I didn't do anything wrong,
I just didn't want to play the game everyone else was playing,
It looked too simple,
I wish there was something better to do,
Why isn't there any other children who want the same things I want?
Am I different?
Because if I am,
I don't think I'm in the right social class,
Maybe I'm really a Beta because I can think for myself.
Inspired by the little boy who is taken away to speak with the Psychologist during garden play time.
I like your poem. I enjoy reading it. The questions shows that a little boy wants to do something. And the boy can think for himself!
I like your poem, because this is something that happens n society today. Just because a person chooses no to conform and do what everyone else is doing they are considered different and need help. This not true because not everyone has the interest in life and some choose to live their lives the way they want to, which may be different but that does not make it wrong in any way.
When I was reading the book that was exactly what I thought the little boy must have been feeling. Lost in a world of confusion and horror must be a very sad event to face by himself, especially when everyone has no problems with it. I really enjoyed reading from his point of view and wants to know what happened after he got taken away and how he has changed because of it.
It seems like you captured the mind of a child pretty well. When I was reading it, it sounded just like a child because the poem sounded like the kid has short attention span and just rants about stuff.
When I read this I felt a connection with the boy. What if he is just different? He can't help it, he's only a little kid. Imagine being that young and not acting a certain way that everyone else does. How would you handle that?
Staring blankly at all the pages of literature. Not knowing what each piece means or what it is for. Having founded these books in a abandoned house makes no sense. Are these books from this world or are they here to tell me something? One of these books are by Shakespeare. No idea who it is, but reading it gives me a feeling I have never had before. A feeling of enjoyment rolls down my spine as I continue to read it. Why haven't I seen these before? Where did they come from? So many questions to ask. It gives me a deep feeling that society is hiding something from me. Something that they do not want me to know.
Typical Date in the World State
Getting off of work, I’m feeling kind of gloom,
but in a minute I’m about to boom.
Meeting with a new girl I rarely know
I take her in my chopper and then we go.
Take my soma that puts me in a coma.
Go to the feelies smelling that aroma.
With the synthetic music machine playing loud,
we make a move and start to dance in the crowd.
The music stops and people start to leave
I take out my soma and give another heave.
Both feeling kind of good and a little dizzy
we go back to my place and start to get busy.
Another night, just a fun, loving date,
cause that’s how it's done in the World State.
Inspired by the song:
''Hug me till you drug me, honey;
Kiss me till I'm in a coma;
Hug me, honey, snuggly bunny;
Love's as good as soma."
Passage also inspired by the seemingly typical night as a citizen of the World State, which consists of going to the feelies and getting eloping.
Wow, when I read this, it seemed to have this rap like tune to it. It's meaningful and to me it was rap for the soul. I think this is a very good example of how people in this society really feel and know that with soma all their problems are none existent.
I was actually listening to Home by Kanye West, when I was writing this. So when I was making my lines I was just following the beat to keep my lines nice and short because I tend to put to many syllables in a poem.
Ha ha, I love the getting busy part. This piece of work is very catchy and creative. Very descriptive of the lives of a regular world state citizen.
This was really good Vincent. I could hear the meaning in just a short amount of lines. It explains what Soma does to a person and how easy it is to slip as an individual without even thinking about it. Actions are taken so easily without even hesitating, like sleeping with a girl you just met. Kudos!
Everyday I see people not one the same, all with different stories and perspectives on life. I admire each and every one of these people for their own struggles and successes in life. Each with their own stories of life to tell and pass on to future generations, which may be their family or some random person who they accidentally affected. Each living, and not just surviving from day to day. This is the great privilege we are born with, and it is our own duty to impact society in our own way, good or bad as long as we choose to live and not just survive in this harsh world with all of its ups and downs. This one and only thing that makes us more significant than any other living creature on the earth today, and if we fail, we are failing to be human beings and might as well be animals with no sense of direction or meaning in life.
My inspiration for this piece came from the end of chapter 17 where John chooses the right to be unhappy. I chose this part of the story because to me it is very honorable thing to be different and to do what makes him happy. But by choosing to be “unhappy” he is really choosing to happy.
There are so many people believe in religion, but I think as they grow older, their thought for religion will also changed. Since they grow older, they will have less desire. Why do people believe in religion? It is because they want God to help them and give them a better opportunity. I knew a person before who believe in god. She is very old, like around sixty. But her passion to believe in religion is still high. I think that is because she has been in the church for so many years, it is kind of her home instead believing it. She is old and she is rich that she believes in god a lot. But some people do not truly believe in God. Someone just go to the church for making friends. If a person believes in God, he should be very kind, but I know lots of people who believe in God who is not kind-hearted. Instead, they did lots of bad things. So I think religion should let people improve instead of going down. And no matter how old a person is, he should always believe in god forever.
Inspired by Mond’s opinion to a religion in page 232 to 234
Soma? I do not want to fake to my own feelings by taking drug. How long can this drug make me happy? Forever? I do not think so. I am human. I have feelings. I want freedom. I want sin. I want God. I maybe unhappy but I claim them all. Even if I will not be comfort, at least it is my true self and feeling. I do not want to live in a life where there is only one emotion. Taking soma is giving up myself and what I believe. I refuse to take soma, I will never try it. I do not want to become addicted to it like my mother did. I do not want to suffer from the lack of soma and become very unsatisfied with life. In fact, I do not need soma. Even if I will be unhappy, I will rather appreciate my freedom.
Inspired by John’s reaction toward soma and the conversation he had with Mustapha Mond at the end of chapter 17.
Soma, It makes all the pain go away.
But it'll all come back another day.
Pop one, two, even the third may be the charm.
Will all these drugs do me harm?
I don't think of the if's and but's.
Just how it feels like I'm being cut.
These pills make all the pain disappear.
There is nothing in the world that i shall fear.
Because all i need, in the world is soma, to drain all my worries away
I like you poem, because this is truely what the WS believe and live by. They are addicted to this drug that takes all ther pains away, and this is seen in the story when John throws their soma out and they all frak out and start to go crazy with fear.
Pretty much sums up how addicted everyone in society is addicted to soma. Everytime they start to feel a little bit sad, they just pop some more pills.
I like you Soma story. Poppin' pills is a pretty good way to relate their drugs with our ecstasy. I feel really bad for their world because it is full of druggies.
I like this because it deals with soma and how it's more like a drug addiction than anything else. One of the most interesting things in the whole book is how soma is taken so easily almost like it's susbstance abuse, much like druggies in our world get addicted to drugs.
I like how your poem is so simple and yet covers entirely what soma is and does to your body. I also enjoyed how your poem rhymes!
I really like your poem about soma. I especially liked how it rhymed. You summarized the effects of soma well. It showed how bad it is to take soma everyday.
You captured the meaning of Soma very well. I loved the way you rhymed each line with another. When I read it, I couldn't help but agree with every word. Soma is addicting and does things to you that you don't even realize.
What is that?
What does that button do?
Why do those 96 people look the same?
What is an Alpha?
This world is different than what I know.
Test Tube Babies. Horrible.
Inspired by John's view of the World State.
Nice. I am sure that is exactly what John thought of the World State. I don’t know about John but I would be really scared if I see 96 people who look exactly the same.
All of us from our class or this world (and this includes John since he had no contact with the World State) would freak out when we see 96 identical twins. The twins would rather look like products that are made by humans. I was wondering if people from the World State get confused due to massive numbers of identical people.
I like the confusion of your comment. Its like he doesent know what to do with himself.
very good, it has brought to light something i didn't quite realize, but how scary would it be to walk into an auditorium and seeing 95 people wearing the same thing and who look exactly like you.
That's what I would exactly say if i were put in World State without knowing about it. I would freak out if I see 95 people who look same as me.
O brave new World that has such people in it,
Lets start at once
How bad I wish to leave this place,
and love with all my heart,
I saw her laying in her bed today,
But found I had nothing to say
He took me to see my father as well,
but when he saw my face he almost fell
When she approached him he had nothing to say
causing my mother to go astray,
The doctors say that she has no way
so they try chase the pain away
O brave new World that has such people in it,
Lets start at once
Inspired by John's experiences in his "new world"
Wow this is actually really really good. I like how you brought in the story elements as the main parts of this. Really well done sir. Especially the rhyming.
Nice rhyme! It's cool that you put in a lot of the plot in the poem, and with only two lines each you have described much. This is just really really good.
Despite my identity,
Who am I for the sake of being “normal”?
Despite my background,
Who am I in the world of children?
Would I be the god of creation like Mustapha Mond?
Choosing the way of controllership,
In the name of serving continuous happiness.
Would I be the savage without civilization?
Choosing the way of pure science,
In the name of accepting every emotions.
Would I care about anything around me?
Seeing only the positivity,
Ignoring the downside of each character.
Would I be in trapped of the social values?
Worshiping the beautiful ancient art,
Avoiding the reality on societal stupidity.
The abandonment of my own way,
Never be the resolution.
Demolishing everything related to me,
Yet, the pure values of dignity survive.
Refusing to fall under civilization,
Select the way of escape desire
From controlling my body and mind,
Abandon the battle between “Civilization and Savages”
Someone will carry on the savagery,
Being the rival of civilization,
Being a risk on harming the perfect dystopia.
I was inspired by John’s isolation from the world in both the world state and the savage reservation. His decision-making is completely different from Mustapha Mond. Without the passions indeed, he will falling like Mustapha Mond. However, he rather follows the desire of power, choosing the way of giving up on himself. The last event is the most important for John to take because suicide can never prove his point of being the winner against civilization. The societal influences have been continuously ignored by John from the beginning of leaving the reservation.
I appreciated the fact that your poem is long. The questions you wrote are John's thoughts and you connected that pretty well. I liked how you included how he felt about soma. I especially liked your last stanza, John's decision.
Where am I?
I do not understand what is going on.
What are all these people?
They all look the same...
How am I suppose to figure out which one's which?
Do they have parents?
Do they have family?
I cannot imagine how their parents and families look if all look the same like this.
What is going on?
I do not understand what is going on....
Inspired by John's view of the World State
I liked how you wrote about how confused John was when he went to the World State for the first time. He never said the things you wrote, but I think that was exactly what he was thinking. But I found it funny how the last line was "Save me". What does he need to be saved from? From a world he doesn't understand and disagrees with?
I agree that if there is a bunch of people look the same with same clothes and everyting, you can not distinguish the person. It will bring a lot of problems in life, like not knowing which one is your true love if there are 96 of same face, voice and personality.
I think that you have it right that he was confused but I kinda think he already understands that the people probably have no family, and no parents. I think it comes back to the age old question in 1984: the "I understand HOW but not WHY." Well maybe he doesn't quite fully understand how either
If they can find pleasure in the wrong, is it really wrong at all?
Cocooned souls, in a society encaged.
From society’s treachery: the absence of faith,
Is it still possible to escape unscathed?
Or too far into the abyss they have already fallen?
Hope now only a dulled gem.
Are they in control of science?
Or is science in control of them?
Are they truly happy or just disillusioned?
Brainwashed, their feelings controlled, but they are still alive
Will they ever break out of society’s cocoon
And flutter like butterflies?
Inspiration: When John finds a certain dislike in where the World-State is headed, I found myself agreeing with more of his viewpoints and questioned if there was a way to reverse the direction that the World-State was going.
Treat you better than me
Soma is a great love without lover
Because that's the heavenly key
To unlock the inner strife
It's the happiness of self
Not knowing of the things around me
So I'm drifting away like a feather in air
Letting my soma take me away from the hurt and despair
So I'm keeping it vertical forever elevator
Riding the elevator to the somewhere that is happier
Inspired by soma that makes you feel happy all the time without any effort.
I liked how your topic is soma. I liked the lines "Soma is a great love without lover" and "because that's the heavenly key. Also, you talked about the effects of taking soma. However, it's sad that people in the World State are not aware of it.
I'm so tired, so very tired.
Please make it all go away
Even for a moment, oh just for a moment.
Soma, my escape.
My addiction, my little glimpse of peace.
Take one, two, I forget how many.
It's a blur, a fuzzy blur.
I don't feel anymore, I don't know anymore,
What am I anymore? What is my purpose?
I can't breathe, I can't stop.
These drugs got a hold of me,
a feeling inside of me I cannot shake.
Feels good, feels good.
I don't need to worry, I don't need to phase
I got all that I need in my hands
Soma, my exit-way from hell.
My inspiration is from trying to put myself as one of the characters in the book. How living in the World State would affect me as a person. And if I had a way to escape I would take it, emphasize on Soma.
You pretty much captured what soma is because it not only is used to keep people unusually happy all of the time, but it is also used to kill people. The fact that it makes people happy and kills people is kind of ironic, when you think about it. But the citizens of the World State use it everyday like it's water.
This is probably what everyone is thinking in the World State. They want to go on soma-holidays because they are actually unsatisfied with their lives. I like the last line. The World State is hell.
I'm glad you got the idea where I was going with this. I do believe that if I lived in that society I would have no escape other than Soma. Because I truly believe that World State IS hell.
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