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__I AM__ I am a boy who really likes dragons. I wonder if the sun will really explode. I hear a dragon's wings beating the sky. I see a Dragon-slayer trying to catch it. I want dragons to actually exist. I am a boy who really likes dragons.

I pretend to be writing the dragon. I hear the wind rushing past me. I touch the dragon's scaly skin. I worry if the mean dragons out there. I cry for every silent death out there. I am a boy who really likes dragons. I understand that Dragons don't exist. I say that they're out there, somewhere. I dream that they're here, at peace. I try to find something that makes them real. I hope to find and raisee one someday. I am a boy who really likes dragons.

__The Way I See It__ Cyberspace is a vast ocean. Its quickly moving currents (Information Superhighways) and great amounts of open ocean ( empty file space) give it a sort of depth, while its large expanses of coral reefs (Databases) and millions of billions of tiny little fish (bits of information) keep this dimension extremely busy and complicated. Suddenly, a huge shark (jump drive) comes out of nowhere and gobbled up an always varying amout of fish and dissappeared via the nearby trench (Hi-Speed USB Port). Cyberspace is like the world itself, always changing,changing,changing...


 * The Mummification Process**

The mummification process is an extremely difficult and in-depth project. First, they have to take out your insides. It was a very bloody process, seeing as they had to make a large gash in the body's side to take out the intestines. I bet you couldn't be queasy if you wanted to do this step! As for the guts, they were put into canopic jars, the brain was scooped out thru the nose and was fed to stray cats. The next step to making a mummy is washing it with natron salt! Natron salt is from Lake Wadi Natrun. What they do is they coat the the body with natron. After that, they let the body sit in it for about 2 1/3 months! Now __THAT'S__ A LONG BATH! After that, the body is bacteria-free. I wonder how much soap it would take to get as clean as a to-be-mummy sitting in natron for 70 days? I place my bet on 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 lb. Okay, step three:Stuffing the mummy up like a Thanksgiving turkey! (And other stuff)They put in sand, cloth and sawdust into the mummy. I wonder if a mummy ever gets full? Probably not. Also, they rub wax, oil, and more natron salt into the skin of the body. I wonder if that relaxes their souls?Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! After that, it's time for the best (and most famous) step of all! Bandage and Coffin Time! First things first: glue. They coated the whole body with the stuff! After that, they put on the first layer of bandages, and then added glue,then bandages, glue, more bandages, more glue... On and on. 20 LAYERS! I bet there was enough papyrus to write __War and Peace,__ and enough glue to spread across every page, and then some! Then it was time for coffins. Coffin after coffin after coffin...loads. After that, into 1 or 2 sarcophaguses they went. It must've been very heavy. Okay, it looks like that's the mummification process for ya.See ya! Bye! Adios! GET OUTTA HERE!

__Democracy__ Democracy. This is a word that millions of americans hear, over many different media sources, every day. But, does everyone //know// what this word means? According to one man, democracy isn't a state, a form of government //or// some metaphorical plateau. He says, "Democracy is an act. It is an act that requires participation, organization and dedication to the highest principles. This man's official title is Representative John Lewis, and, to be honest, I quite agree. First and foremost, you need to ask yourself this question: "If democracy is an act, why?" To me, this is the answer: It is an act because it requires participation, not only in the structure of the government, but also in the social needs of the people. What is your answer? If you don't think damocracy is an act at all, stop reading. If you do, please, continue on to the next paragraph. I have some more questions for you. So, now that you've thought about it and now have an answer to why democracy is an act, ask yourself this: //How// is democracy an act? Well here's my answer: One of the benefits of a free society is the ability to particpate in its structure. It is a right and a privilige if most free people. Now, I have an article all about this that was written by John Lewis himself. Here's the section that helped back me up: "... It is an act, and a series of actions that require us to continuously verify our commitment to civil rights andsocial justice at every challenge." Can you relate to that? If you can, good, you're catching on. If not, give it some more thought, then come back to this. I've got one more question paragraph, here it comes now! My final question might seem a bit similiar to the others, but here it is, anyway//: In what// ways is democracy an act? What? My answer? Oh, fine, here goes: The American people taking action in their area, communicating with your state representatives. Also, community activism. Also, the article states that democracy requires dedication, so there, so there's another point there. Getting tired of democracy questions yet? These questons that I have asked you have most likely been pretty boring, huh? Well, think about them some more. Think about your answers. Your answers will help you understand the //world//.

__Electric Scooter__ Speeding across the wide flat street is a wonderful, wonderful thing. On top of an awesome speed machine, It really feels like you’re king,

But then, oh no, what’s happened here? I think I’ve lost my ability to steer! I’m spinning, turning, out of control! Uh-oh, more trouble, up ahead, there’s a hole! CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And now we’re done.

__We’re Building A Go-Kart__ We’re building a go-kart, It’s gonna be fast, With tires, axles, and seatbelts on last. We strap on our helmets With hammer in hand, get ready to drill, and hammer and sand. And then once it’s done, sit down in the seat, And think of all sorts of opponents to beat. But then we wonder why our heads are so hard. Better get a headrest; oh yeah, and a mouth-guard!

__I Hate Math!__ I hate math, it’s just the worst! Plus, Minus and What-Comes-First? It’s just too much to bear, I say! I’ve got enough to do today! Multiplication, does it stop? Division, I think I’m blowing my top! What’s that, you say? Reading time? Great! A math book? That’s a crime!

__The Painter’s Strokes__ Onto the plain white canvas, A streak of hazel, turned into a circle And into a line again. Some splashes of peach, speckles of brown, All helping me make this face. The only painting ever done By the lonely soul that sits in this room. I never really knew what this face would Quite look like but, above all, To face what’s coming is really the greatest Gift of all. __Refugee__ Dashing around the corner of this Ancient warring country, not knowing Where to go or what to do. Authority figures lining the streets, All looking for the one that Escaped the violence. Suddenly, a peaceful spot comes into View, where, in the dead center, Rested a deer, obviously lost and afraid. The fur is soft, nice and silky, yet nicely coarse. Many people hunt this animal, so cruel, so cruel, No one understands what it really could be, Lost and misunderstood, lost and misunderstood.

__Chess Match__ One opponent is confident, ready to strike, Yet another is scared and nervous, The first one boldly moves his pawn, Knowing what his timid opponent will do. Falling for the trick, the second one takes out the Sacrifice, feeling good, when he discovers his mistake. His king is open, a foolish error, And all foreseen by the enemy. But yet, this is also a good thing, A learning experience, a chance to see What to watch for next game. Next game, next game.