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Justice

Posted by Arielle Johnson

With the challenge of defining justice, I began my journey of self-realization. It is interesting how different a life I live than my fellow peers, or family members for that matter. Through defining this term I have discovered both how I view the world and its inhabitants, and the way it should be run. Both of which I assumed to have already grasped being 18. Yet, I have discovered being the age 18, leaves much of myself, and much of life left unexplored, ready to ponder and validate. What I have as an end result is more than a definition, for I have sifted through more than the pages of the Jacobbus’s work in a World of Ideas; I have sorted out my own views and practices. Creating a case study; what justice do I practice on a daily basis? With reference to; Frederick Douglass, Martin Luther King Jr., Martha Nussbaum, and John Rawls my definition began to take form. It began to take form as that of a painting…beginning as an empty canvas with only the presence of fear, fearing la ... more »

Posted: May 13, 2009 7:33 am | 0 comments
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One Way Street

Posted by Arielle Johnson

Geneviève

The silence in this house is growing quite unbearable, the dinner table untouched. I crave noise, I crave life, but fear there is no sense in uttering this desire upon deaf ears. I, of all people, how did I suddenly become so lost? The entirety of my life I have worked, worked towards achieving a goal, a goal of which I saw so clearly in the distance. Somehow, now that the once distant is in close proximity, I have become ostracized in a vast desert of desolation. Once independent, loving and contempt now only a soulless body with a muted scream for help, not even the walls can hear. I am in love with a boy manufactured to destroy. No, I was in love with a boy and he still with I, yet I can’t help but wonder if there are others waiting to be found. My only dream is to do whatever my heart wishes, experience freedom which no one dare to oblige. I wish to ride upon the dust of a shooting star, and rest along side of a soothing river, at times gliding gently over various peb ... more »

Posted: May 13, 2009 7:42 am | 0 comments
Tags: fiction, original, short story