Had yet another political type discussion in history today... and yet again the same people show the same blunt 'everything the usa does or has done' attitude... *sigh*
I wasnt really participating in this one, though at one point, at random (this was before the debate) the teacher just asked me, after mentioning that norway had a socialist government, "Which is better, socialism or capitalism?"... if I had known that kind of a question would be asked, I would have had an answer, but its not something that can be answered spur of the moment, as its really just an opinion... depending on your viewpoints, one or the other might be better.
We then had to write about who we think the one most important person in history was... something which I REALLY dont get. I mean, hes a history teacher, yet he thinks single people make a difference, overall? Some people may cause changes, and such, but most of the time those changes would have happened sooner or later, anyways. And languages, religions, might be different cause of some people, but in the broad scale of things, those are rather trivial...
So I kind of alluded to the discussion in my essay. I dont think he will notice it, but it still felt satisfying... lol (one argument was whether the USA was a 'conquering' nation, so I wrote about how one person in history proved that in order to ocnquer you did not neccessarily need to claim it as your own, it was conquered if you converted their beliefs, their government, their way of life, to your own. Except then it was part oppression, as well...)
Ugh, enough politics. What else is there to blog about... hrm...
oh, I know, Ill post this. I didnt write this, by the way...
Run, wolf warrior, to ends eternal Through the wreckage of the death of the day Scent of silence under starlight spinning A captured beast within a human skin
Are you searching for long lost landscapes Lit by flowers and crystal cascades? Where the lamb lies down with the lion Where the wolf is one with the wild
Run, wolf warrior, through kingdoms' chaos Senseless cities and ghost towns towering Howl, O hunter, though few know you're crying Face upturned into that midnight moon
Are you hunting for mystic mountains Where the air is like liquid laughter? Where the beasts inherit the earth Where the last again will be first
Run, wolf warrior, to hide your hunger The rain will wash away the pains of the day In your eyes there are cold fires burning Tongues of flame that can never be tamed
Are you running from Man's delusion Majestic madness and your exclusion To where the lamb lies down with the lion?
Are you running down ancient pathways Through this dark and deserted land To where man is once more a child?
Are you running to freedom's fortress By the side of wide open seas Where the wolf is one with the wild?
Run, run, run...
Run, run, run, run, run, run on, run on through the rain...