Editor,
In order to get enough fill for a degree, a school has to be cooperative and talk to each other instead of being ultra-competitive to the point where no one feeds their fellow man and everyone is on the lookout for economic death.
For a student to get enough information food to successfully fill a degree, an idea exchange needs to happen about the expert teachings and the environmental happenings around the school, in addition to receiving information from the experts. We do not need to come to an educational social environment to attack each other, thinking the teachers have enough or are even willing to “make a better life” for a whole bunch of mentally violent, solitary hermits.
Scary Scene: Middle class students seriously and forgetfully fighting over money, instead of competitively playing and cooperating lovingly for it. Poor people think about fairy tales. Middle class people think about money when people tell fairy tales. Rich people live and think about fairy tales when people talk about money. Full circle.
Life can come full circle … if you can, you get through the middle-class imagination death. Just having love and money without imagination will cause you to miss the fairy tale that contains the books and multimedia moments of our life and of our love stories. You will never know how you got lucky or what hit you to make you unlucky if you pay no attention to the story, which has for long been the exclusive realm of the super rich and the super poor in this country. Lord God almighty and friends, here is my prayer: Please make the fairy tale accessible for the working, middle class, basically good boy and girl.
Let this happen without much pain and with lots of growth and heart awakening. Let it feel glorious and cozy as we brighten up.
Middle class plus a fairy tale equals super riches for all, because it’s relatively easy for a super rich person to play with a super kid who isn’t immediately needy, but nearly impossible to play with one who is needy. The super poor fight to be super rich, but have trouble making safe passage through the imagination death of the middle realms where the working class resides. We cannot cross the gulf of the middle death with our imagination intact without some kind of an oxygen mask for our imagination.
God, please have someone invent that for all of our minds. The super rich have trouble being super nice to the road weary and surely unlikeable, super frustrated or super forgetful super poor.
If the super poor have attempted a journey toward greener pastures across the middle, they are likely forgetful of their imagination within. If they haven’t attempted a journey, they are likely frustrated at their self-perceived cowardice.
A. Kyler Bonds
CNM student
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