The chains and shadows in plato's allegory of the cave theory can be interpreted in different ways. To me, the chains are the things that are holding us back physically from reaching this unknown higher level....like our need for food and fat and overloads of sustenance, and our need for shelter and clothes and love. All of those things can either be embraced or declined in my eyes to reach that higher level. It's really all a matter of how you see it. The shadows represent the things we see in our life, the things that are materialistic and fake. Basically everything we do every day is true to us because it's all we've ever seen, so that's what the shadows are. What we see and do everyday. Some times people wake up in the morning and just think "I have to get through the day" and go through the entire day, not thinking about anything but getting through it. And then that's a waste of an entire day that could of been beautiful. It's all a matter of perception. Look it up if you're interested! :)
If I do that, she'll still find a way to torture me.
And thanks, but in 8th grade you HAVE to choose your career path so you know what high school your going to :/
My name is Missy, its nice 2 meet ya! *fist pounds* lol
Thank u 4 taking the time 2 read my journal entry & comment on it :) but no worries, I respect Jackie's opinion, I know u do too since ur not starting shit lol but this topic is a controversial one, its very interesting 2 hear different POVs & opinions of people :)
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Thanks for the comment on my journal. He knew, to some extent, that I like him. He thought it was all small feelings until my boyfriend told him word-for-embarrassing-word what I wrote about him. Now he knows that I actually have a huge crush on him. :/
Hi! You commented on my journal about Uproar. I babysat for the money, Depending on where you are and when the tickets went on sale, you still might have time to do some work for money and get a ticket. But they're different prices everywhere so I don't know how much they'll cost.
I know it sounds so crazy considering I'm only fourteen... But once I knew I just knew. My life is... Insanely screwed up. I got traumatic stress disorder for a while after I saw this girl get run over when I was really young. That's like my first memory. I've seen psychiatrists and therapists for a really long time, anger management... Everything is just so tangled up. I used to pretend I had a happy and simple past but I really don't. My parents are so sick of me they barely ever talk to me anymore.. It hurts.
Leslie had saved my life, he was ALWAYS there.. Then he left and I was happy for him but because of how much his dad didn't like me we were torn apart. We used to write letters to each other... I still have and read them often. I had pushed him out of my mind for a long time and I was fine but so much shitbrecently happened and I feel like I need him to save me again.
it wasn't so much eating the almonds that I was mad about. It was eating the COOKED almonds I was mad about. I knew they weren't made for the diet. They weren't salted or roasted or anything. They were just pasteurized.