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A Life Left to Live: How We Remember
I am always fascinated how we choose to remember things and events in our lives as well as how involuntary memories are pressed within us.
Memory sustains us while emotion destroys us. Do we choose our memories or do they choose us?
Cheating to Get Ahead
There is no greater harm to intellect or the education process than plagiarizing.
When you steal or purchase the thoughts of others and claim them as your own — the entire salvation of the world crumbles to ash.
We were thrilled to learn this week that Google have refused to accept advertising from Paper Mills as reported by Chronicle.com:
Term-paper and essay-writing services join prostitutes, firearms dealers, and hacking sites in Google’s forbidden-advertising zone, the company announced yesterday. Academic paper-writing services, or “paper mills,” will no longer be able to buy search terms in the Google AdWords program, and thus their ads will no longer pop up in the
“sponsored links” sections of a Google search-results page. (Links to those sites could still be found among the results on the main part of the page, however.)The paper mills, which offer buyers papers written to order for a fee, have been the subject of sharp complaints from universities, which view them as sources of plagiarism. But the companies themselves have a different view.
It is only in the free discussion of ideas that thought gains purpose over emotion and instinct.
We are humanized by our minds and the facts of our shared human memory.
The Danger of Emotion Over Memory
To live is to remember. To die is to decay in emotion. We have become lost. We value inconsistent emotion over verifiable shared memory and the result of that dissolution of appropriate duty is the loss of cultural immortality as a cogent people.
Be My Semiotic Valentine
Be My
Semiotic Valentine!
There are few things in life that delight as much as Valentine’s Day.
We can freely express our love for beloveds, animals and all people of the earth.
Today is ours to ponder why hatred and avarice are more common during the year than flowers and hearts.
Today, however, isn’t for wondering where we went wrong.
Today is for celebrating where we are together.
Hug someone.
Kiss everyone.
Celebrate the love inside.
Here are some Semiotic Hearts from me to you and I hope you enjoy them as much as I do in presenting them to you.
A Special Place
by Ken Druce
“We love someone who will give us a special place in their hearts, minds, and souls”
(María L. Trigos-Gilbert, GO INSIDE magazine)
I just read this today and it inspired me to write the story of my grandfather I’ve been thinking about for months. Maria was talking about her beloved Uncle Ramos who had died recently and my story is about my time spent with Grampa on his farm in Missouri before he died. I was quite young when we first took the long trip from Wyoming to visit but there are little snippets I remember as vividly as if they happened only yesterday.
The Forgotten Garden
by Noemi Szadeczky-Kardoss
We are just newcomers on this planet. Those, who arrived here before us, have every right to claim that it belongs to them. We marvel at things they hold to be commonplace, and they laugh at our childlike curiosity.
“Look! There’s a cat! It’s coming down the path!” my ten-year-old brother said and pointed down the valley.
“Yeah, I see it! It’s black and white.” I was holding the binoculars to my eyes and followed the cat’s way down the path which was paved with stone slabs.
“I want to see it too! Give that to me!” he demanded and snatched the binoculars out of my hand.
“Hey, don’t drop it!”
“I won’t,” he said and started to sweep the distant trees and bushes. “Where’s the cat? I don’t see it.”
In that moment, I didn’t see it either. It had probably stopped somewhere under the leaves.
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