Emerson Said it

Ne te quaesiveris extra- Latin for Do not look outside yourself(Not a literal translation).

His hidden meaning lies in our endeavors; Our valors are our best gods- one of four aspects of life derived from the concept of self-reliance

Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string- Self motivation telling an individual to follow their instincts, heart and mind.

Be Yourself- to believe in yourself

The world has been instructed by its kings, who have so magnetized the eyes of nations- the world has taken its orders by so few people who have gotten our attention-to which we shouldn't pay attention to.

Journal Topic: 11/2/16

When is it best to speak up and be honest even though you know it's going to piss someone off? When is it best to "go along get along"? Do you think Emerson would ever recommend following the herd to fit in, even if it goes against your best self or trust your true instincts? Why/why not? Explain your answer.

When that individual isn't making a positive contribution to society. Never. He'd want us to trust our true instincts, because we wouldn't be our unique selves if we blended in with everyone else.

Journal Entry- 11/1/16

How much is Emerson's message sinking in? From a scale of 1-10, 1 being 'Emerson's full of crap' and 10 being 'Emerson's exactly right,' please provide, with at least two quotes, a rating on how accurate you feel his message is compared to today.


I believe 10 sums it up, 'Ne te quaesiveris extra,' Do not look outside yourself(to solve life's problems), and 'Trust thyself: every heart beats to that iron string,' as we should believe in ourselves as all our hearts beat for one thing, life, and how can we 'live' if we the youth are not trusted?

175 years later, would Emerson Puke or Celebrate?

Emerson would Puke. Nobody is Self-Reliant, it's all about getting rich off of others in this Day and age. People disrespect each other, and Elders aren't giving the youth a chance. Violent Groups are recruiting us so the 'Valuable' Older people can survive, while the youth a forced to kill each other, and aren't expected to die. Examples: Street Gangs, Armies, and ideas that seem fun but end up in disaster.

Journal topic- 10/31/16

Scary Story:

   It was a dark and foreboding All Hollow’s Eve; I was reclining in my battered bungalow, awaiting the youth to come a rapping upon my threshold door, and resting in my lap was my Midnight colored feline, Jiji. I was spread out upon the couch, browsing the depths of the web on my device.

   Around roughly 7:30 PM, the first Trick-or-treaters marched up, and called out their hymn, "Trick or Treat!" I snuck silently over to the door, bowl of candy in hand, threw open the door, and shouted "TRICK!" The little children screamed, and I passed out their treats. Chuckling, I said "Happy Halloween..." and shrank back into the house. 

   After two or more hours of scaring children, I began to turn out the lights and lock the house up. Once 10 PM rolled around, and everyone was in bed, I was preparing for bed when I heard a knocking on the front door. Bewildered, I opened the front door. Standing there was a man in hist later 60s, in a hospital gown, a look of fear wild in his tired eyes.

   "May I help you?" I inquired. He stood still, staring at me. He began to reach towards the door, attempting to let himself in. Panicked, I slammed the door, ran to My Parent's room, and Grabbed the Airsoft gun in my Father's closet. I sprinted out to the Tool Shed, Found the BBs, loaded the Gun, and waited in the Dining room to see what would happen next.

   Ten minutes went by, nothing. Just as I was starting to calm down, one of the Windows shattered, and a bloody hand reached through. I cocked the weapon, and aimed. Just when the man's face came into view, I fired at his right eye. A blood curdling shriek rattled the house's frame, and I blacked out. When I woke up, The window was fine, the man was gone, and I was on the couch. Was it a dream? Maybe.  

Author in Progress

On the subject of the Emerson writing yesterday, I feel like I got my points across fairly well, but my sentence and paragraph structure could use some improvements, along with some more flavorful punctuation in there as well.

When Phones Fly

Well, I just saw Dr. Preston throw Isaias's Phone across the room, Destroying it. If that isn't an excuse to get an iPhone 7, I don't know what is.


Dr. Preston please don't throw my tablet it's my last one until senior year, and I'm pretty sure it won't stay airborne for more than a few seconds.