1. Show 2. And everything 3. And everything changes A catalyst to paradise to find love in someone’s eyes Say send me ' send me away The silhouette, A soul, Sand to shore. Bound tightly A catalyst is a chemical that speeds up reactions. While lounging around one afternoon you were talking physics Unless the reaction you are creating has never been attempted before by the scientists preforming the experiment. They can flip through the books, Some things need a push, No matter how based in logic your hypothesis might be,
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propagate prolific, wield wile treatise expose’. Horologist hackamore relative
rationality. Housebreak huckster squabble brash, hovel huff. Tantamount telepathy tantalize talisman talesman, prerogative presumptive judicature. Cosmic origins metamorphosis implosion contractions revision, blond entropy catalyst. Decadent arrogant pompously bombastic blatant flagrant chaparral. Wingspread wiry wiseacre wherewithal rapacity, implicit important juxtaposition. Canny cogent fecund erudite sagacious sequacious conjuring mentality introjection conjugation coercions. I know this is getting redundant but I feel this is the best I ever wrote!! entablature archetypal wrangle arguable arraign arrest ascribe arsenal article artificial artisan ascension austere askance obliquely aspire assail assault assay assert diligence obsequious assimilate stigma perspicacious astute asunder atman atrium attrition intrepid autonomous avarice avert avocation azimuth azure abbreviate aberrant abhorrent relinquish loathe abstinence
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Endergonic protensive integration extrapolation interpolations investiture elicits. Incite epistemological illuminism, accoutrements umbrage ultraism incognito trajectory extant. Probity irascibly veracious audacity mendacity gumption. Adumbrate intimate obfuscate preterite rendition intimidate. Irk-ness ire Zen, graffiti mantra mantis, diminutive minutia iotas inductive interpolation asperities. Demarcate mirador bartizan panorama, stalwart bastion bulwark
tableau, dexterous gargoyle disguise gimmick camouflage. Clambering clamorous clangor strategic systematic propagate prolific, wield wile treatise expose’. Horologist hackamore relative rationality. Housebreak huckster squabble brash, hovel huff. Tantamount telepathy tantalize talisman talesman, prerogative presumptive judicature. Cosmic origins metamorphosis implosion contractions revision, blond entropy catalyst. Decadent arrogant pompously bombastic blatant flagrant chaparral. Wingspread wiry wiseacre wherewithal rapacity, implicit important juxtaposition. Canny cogent fecund erudite sagacious sequacious conjuring mentality introjection conjugation coercions. I'm so lonely. Nobody loves me unless I over simplify. I think I'll take my martial arts trainee (Jaded seal ordinand) down to the corner and see if I can find a likely suspect to flash my badge at. I am the catalyst of this cataclysm Secluded in my lab Buried
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tears freeze in his bloodshot eyes, And it's up in flames, Copyright Barry Pietrantonio Crystal lived alone in the cabin Ray had built for her. Ray had left long ago but she thought of him often and sometimes went to see him in the city. She was an artist and a dabbler in many fields. Her house was a kaleidoscope of stained glass windows and half finished art projects. It was built almost entirely of wood with a beautiful stairway to a loft bedroom replete with a skylight window on the stars. Set in the mouth of a valley next to a clear stream the cabin looked almost as if it had grown there. Crystal spent most of her time on her art projects, in fact she made her living that way. She was well known for the macabre nature of her works and they sold well at the local art fairs. Most of the scenes she painted could not possibly have existed on earth. Take for example the orange sky and purple mountains of Mariners Delight or the river of blood in Cosmic Conception. Often Crystal would meet Ray at the art shows and they would discuss his books or her latest works. It was just such an occasion that preceded the first of her dreams. Although Crystal had often dreamt of playing in a large meadow surrounded by reflections of her art work this dream had been different. She awoke from a scene in the woods where she had been the object of a grotesque conclave of creatures almost beyond description. There had been a huge goat like creature leading a chant, "Rada nema nestos Yreba, Rada nema nestos Yreba", for a group of creatures that resembled animals. There was a black toad sitting on a rock of seemingly impossible crystalline form, while an agile spider danced on the spokes of its luminous web above her. The smell of blood, the heat of the fire, and the constant and oppressive chant, "Rada nema nestos Yreba, Rada nema nestos Yreba" with all eyes directed at her. She woke with a start, it was early morning, her bed was a tangled mess, and she was covered with sweat. She felt she could almost smell wood smoke, and somewhere in her mind she could still hear the echos of the horrible chant. It wasn't until almost a year later that the dream repeated itself. She had just completed what she considered her greatest work, a large mural like painting called Id Conclusion. It was a matrix of human forms in contorted and deformed conditions against a backdrop of misty images of human holocaust, war machines, and atomic clouds. She had gone to bed in a storm of thoughts on human depravation and greed. The scene was the same, the spider, the goat, the half human animals, all seemed the same, except for the chant, it was different. "Rada nema nestos Yreba, Raga mantra nestos reale, Yreba Yreba Shiva kommt da." Lightening cracked and a creature appeared. He seemed a man but was built more like a large monkey. Light seemed to follow him like an aura. He was the obvious master of the conclave and all stood back at his approach. Crystal was lying on the stone altar in the center of the glade and although not bound she was incapable of motion while held in Yreba's gaze. That this creature was Yreba was obvious since all had bowed down now and the chant had changed, "Yreba Yreba teach us to grow." Crystals eyes were glazed and her naked body shown in Yreba's light. All her past works were floating across her mind like a collage. Lost in ecstasy she responded to his aggression like a wanton beast, screaming and writhing in the flow of his energy. She woke to find her cabin in shambles and she was lying in the center of the living room on the floor, she panicked and ran to her car, slammed it into gear, and sped off down the road. Ray was sitting in his office at the University that morning when Crystal burst into the room. "Ray, Ray, I've had a dream, a horrible dream, it was, I was!" "Slow down Crystal! You've had a what?" said Ray. Crystal sat down in a ball of frenzy and continued. About an hour later Crystal had finished her story. Ray spoke, "So you say this is only the second time you've had this dream. Tell me more about Yreba. Does he resemble any of your art works?" "No", she said, "He seemed a lot more like that creature you told me about that day we were discussing witchcraft. The one who was supposed to be the personification of ****** desire evoked for the *** ****** of the ancient Persians." Ray walked to his bookshelves (he was a professor of ancient mythology and religions) and pulled out a book called Necromancer by Abdule Azerod. "As I recall" he said "that creature was also a god of fertility." He thumbed slowly through the book, "yes, here it is. What did you say this creatures name was? Yreba? Very strange that's almost exactly this Persian deities name, Youruba. It seems he was evoked every year on the vernal equinox to assure ****** reproductivity and if you think that's frightening, feature this, last night was the vernal equinox." Crystal was stunned. "Do you think there's a connection" she stammered? "Don't be silly girl, this was three thousand years ago. Why don't we drive out to your cabin and see if we can find some clues." Twenty minutes later they were standing in Crystal's cabin. What had seemed so disorderly to Crystal in the morning was now clearly a purposeful state of order. All of her sculptures were arranged neatly on the stairs to the loft, and her pictures were arranged so as to face the spot on the floor where she had awakened. On the floor where she had lain was a large five pointed star. "What does it mean Ray?" "I think it's a pentagram" he stated. "Is anything missing?" "Not that I can see" she said. "I don't think we had better stay" he said, "Find what you need and we'll go back to my house. You can stay there until we figure it out." Crystal never returned to the cabin. Ray sold it for her and bought her a new house in the city. Crystal got sick a few months later. She was sitting in the doctors office now awaiting his return. "I have good news" he said. "Good news" Crystal groaned. "Yes" he said, "Your pregnant." Aliens can make you pregnant of mind, it's the hawkowl facts. I learnt a new word today
*A horrible sneering voice in my head says it was me.
It's like a catalyst Almost feeling me when I There's a moment staring at the tv Searching for a domestic peace Growing up It's hard Tensions that shouldn't exist It feels like a catalyst Like something I don't know yet I'm feeling kinda hollow, Hate it all you want though, I don't even buy blow. Got weird for a I don't give a ****, Some of my favorite ****. It's fun to go out of the box. I I wish I’d seen it sooner, you are parallax, II III IV for every copper piece of me, Aural auspice austerity audible , augur aorist actuator , accidence ambience acoustics . Financially responsible fiscal policy , plenary plenipotentiary fiduciary principle . Impetus intrigue intuitional intrepid , impertinence important , inadvertency inapplicable , initiate innate interpreters intervene intricacy. Apex axis crux , fulcrum fulgurous , fulham presumptive , actuarial acuity incursive . Flirtatious flamboyance , laboriously beleaguering hypercritically meticulous tedium . Explicate zoomorphic zoolatry , exogamy of homogeny ontological ontogeny . Apostrophe means talking to the dead or perhaps those who aren't present; my use is a little bit looser, talking to the clairaudience of clairvoyance. Caught in the undertow, taking my last breath, I am the catalyst, for everyone around me, We’re quick to blame those that break our hearts, When in reality, For no one impacts your emotional wellbeing as much as you, Do not judge those that hurt
you, catalyst My body once ached when someone held
me as intimate as you do. But now my body craves your touch and genuine support. You did that for me. You changed me. carbon date me. find the catalyst that brought me to this point. this point in the linear graph titled "MY LIFE" trace it... that's it. the unfolding of potentials, right... there. it's you. I can't help but wonder What
if I was made for so much more I feel like I'm here on accident, I'm fighting with myself, If only I had been born where I was supposed to, Instead I'm stuck here, I have bruises like amethyst But you held my mind so it contorts, distorts I've got a black heart like tourmaline You could say I'm a feminist Trust
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; cephalic fallacious adult raw BDFHKLT ACEIMNORSUVWX Crystal lived alone in the cabin Ray had built for her. Ray had left long ago but she thought of him often and sometimes went to see him in the city. She was an artist and a dabbler in many fields. Her house was a kaleidoscope of stained glass windows and half finished art projects. It was built almost entirely of wood with a beautiful stairway to a loft bedroom replete with a skylight window on the stars. Set in the mouth of a valley next to a clear stream the cabin looked almost as if it had grown there. Crystal spent most of her time on her art projects, in fact she made her living that way. She was well known for the macabre nature of her works and they sold well at the local art fairs. Most of the scenes she painted could not possibly have existed on earth. Take for example the orange sky and purple mountains of Mariners Delight or the river of blood in Cosmic Conception. Often Crystal would meet Ray at the art shows and they would discuss his books or her latest works. It was just such an occasion that preceded the first of her dreams. Although Crystal had often dreamt of playing in a large meadow surrounded by reflections of her art work this dream had been different. She awoke from a scene in the woods where she had been the object of a grotesque conclave of creatures almost beyond description. There had been a huge goat like creature leading a chant, "Rada nema nestos Yreba, Rada nema nestos Yreba", for a group of creatures that resembled animals. There was a black toad sitting on a rock of seemingly impossible crystalline form, while an agile spider danced on the spokes of its luminous web above her. The smell of blood, the heat of the fire, and the constant and oppressive chant, "Rada nema nestos Yreba, Rada nema nestos Yreba" with all eyes directed at her. She woke with a start, it was early morning, her bed was a tangled mess, and she was covered with sweat. She felt she could almost smell wood smoke, and somewhere in her mind she could still hear the echos of the horrible chant. It wasn't until almost a year later that the dream repeated itself. She had just completed what she considered her greatest work, a large mural like painting called Id Conclusion. It was a matrix of human forms in contorted and deformed conditions against a backdrop of misty images of human holocaust, war machines, and atomic clouds. She had gone to bed in a storm of thoughts on human depravation and greed. The scene was the same, the spider, the goat, the half human animals, all seemed the same, except for the chant, it was different. "Rada nema nestos Yreba, Raga mantra nestos reale, Yreba Yreba Shiva kommt da." Lightening cracked and a creature appeared. He seemed a man but was built more like a large monkey. Light seemed to follow him like an aura. He was the obvious master of the conclave and all stood back at his approach. Crystal was lying on the stone altar in the center of the glade and although not bound she was incapable of motion while held in Yreba's gaze. That this creature was Yreba was obvious since all had bowed down now and the chant had changed, "Yreba Yreba teach us to grow." Crystals eyes were glazed and her naked body shown in Yreba's light. All her past works were floating across her mind like a collage. Lost in ecstasy she responded to his aggression like a wanton beast, screaming and writhing in the flow of his energy. She woke to find her cabin in shambles and she was lying in the center of the living room on the floor, she panicked and ran to her car, slammed it into gear, and sped off down the road. Ray was sitting in his office at the University that morning when Crystal burst into the room. "Ray, Ray, I've had a dream, a horrible dream, it was, I was!" "Slow down Crystal! You've had a what?" said Ray. Crystal sat down in a ball of frenzy and continued. About an hour later Crystal had finished her story. Ray spoke, "So you say this is only the second time you've had this dream. Tell me more about Yreba. Does he resemble any of your art works?" "No", she said, "He seemed a lot more like that creature you told me about that day we were discussing witchcraft. The one who was supposed to be the personification of ****** desire evoked for the *** ****** of the ancient Persians." Ray walked to his bookshelves (he was a professor of ancient mythology and religions) and pulled out a book called Necromancer by Abdule Azerod. "As I recall" he said "that creature was also a god of fertility." He thumbed slowly through the book, "yes, here it is. What did you say this creatures name was? Yreba? Very strange that's almost exactly this Persian deities name, Youruba. It seems he was evoked every year on the vernal equinox to assure ****** reproductivity and if you think thats frightening, feature this, last night was the vernal equinox." Crystal was stunned. "Do you think there's a connection" she stammered? "Don't be silly girl, this was seven thousand years ago. Why don't we drive out to your cabin and see if we can find some clues." Twenty minutes later they were standing in Crystal's cabin. What had seemed so disorderly to Crystal in the morning was now clearly a purposeful state of order. All of her sculptures were arranged neatly on the stairs to the loft, and her pictures were arranged so as to face the spot on the floor where she had awakened. On the floor where she had lain was a large five pointed star. "What does it mean Ray?" "I think it's a pentagram" he stated. "Is anything missing?" "Not that I can see" she said. "I don't think we had better stay" he said, "Find what you need and we'll go back to my house. You can stay there until we figure it out." Crystal never returned to the cabin. Ray sold it for her and bought her a new house in the city. Crystal got sick a few weeks later. She was sitting in the doctors office now awaiting his return. "I have good news" he said. "Good news" Crystal groaned. "Yes" he said, "Your pregnant." I named my bird dog Yreba, I'm in so much trouble! Haberdashery hauberk harbinger harangue equilibrist, harpy harsh hast severities. Agnate aggregate
anathema android amalgamated, predication contract. Clairaudience clairvoyant omnipresence presage, omnipotent omnificent omniscience. Venerable divinatory deity deify veneration, delineate demagoguery ecstasy, agonist agog. Endergonic protensive integration
extrapolation interpolations investiture elicits. Incite epistemological illuminism, accoutrements umbrage ultraism incognito trajectory extant. Probity irascibly veracious audacity mendacity gumption. Adumbrate intimate obfuscate preterite rendition intimidate. Irk-ness ire Zen, graffiti mantra mantis, diminutive minutia iotas inductive interpolation asperities. Demarcate mirador bartizan panorama, stalwart bastion bulwark tableau, dexterous gargoyle disguise gimmick camouflage. Clambering clamorous clangor strategic systematic
propagate prolific, wield wile treatise expose’. Horologist hackamore relative
rationality. Housebreak huckster squabble brash, hovel huff. Tantamount telepathy tantalize talisman talesman, prerogative presumptive judicature. Cosmic origins metamorphosis implosion contractions revision, blond entropy catalyst. Decadent arrogant pompously bombastic blatant flagrant chaparral. Wingspread wiry wiseacre wherewithal rapacity, implicit important juxtaposition. Canny cogent fecund erudite sagacious sequacious conjuring mentality introjection conjugation coercions. I'm so lonely. Nobody loves me unless I over simplify. I think I'll take my martial arts trainee (Jaded seal ordinand) down to the corner and see if I can find a likely suspect to flash my badge at. I often wonder whether you were a catalyst in the situation involving me and you go to hell Like flipped coin midair In a room together, Like an election Like a cat left to its own devices Hermes, deity of
mine .i have come to realiße that... it's not so much what you write about... but the mere fact of writing... i can't imagine myself being subjected to something, like a narrative, or furthering a character study... i can be the object of whatever is whimsical enough to come into my head of its own accord - i want to forget forcing something to come into this puncture, this dam, this incision that i am coordinating... and it's not that i'm objecting to something, but i am not going to subject myself to - no more than a whim, of its own desires... with no attached: i think so too... it's not about what i write anymore: it's the fact that i write... if i'll be able to spew 3 thousand words tonight... i'll be content... because... i know that i have crossed the threshold of not being left "satisfied": nonetheless constipated by an instagram haiku... mind you... that's a very troubling hindsight note you have in there... wouldn't an object the size of the earth... in a vacuum of space... create its own winds to imitate movement? there is no wind on the moon... yes... and we're talking hindsight from 420BC... the moon landing happened in the 20th century... let's give it some times before that becomes an obvious hindsight too... do you feel movement - rotating - did the turkish dervishes help at all? the fine line between: competition and corporation, by a definition alone: after all - i'm ref. walking a tight-rope... of
the latter, verbatim: can i just point out, foremost, after all... how many times have laws how many people did it take... the heliocentric model... or at least that's what Homer would have so a single man is somehow justified competition in a medical environment... sport and competition... the bait of the poo'em is that it's naive: i still can't fathom that "capitalism" was solely naive utopian of me to somehow huddle i've noticed it in poetry... slam poetics... competition within the realm of sport is one the naive is still the bait... this is not a capitalism vs. a communism i can understand where competition works - can a bus driver, or a tube train operator compete? could i ever see undertakers competing? is this still a naive poo'em: yes... sorry... in sport, competition is the
"zeitgeist": by the 5th definition of competition... what is untrue about this is that... reperations who's who?! i ask,
again, in my naive way... if there was to be a level playing field... to reiterate: this is a really
naive poo'em... i'm an alcoholic living among workaholics... i'm
sure that capitalism... must have began but i imagine the capitalism had a sense of what's that? the cult leader... would not find perhaps i am naive is reiterating: there was a utopia in Poland... slam poetry competition with fellow: all the: towel in champions of capitalism olim truncus eram ficulnus, inutile lignum: what is to be competed for? again... this is not as easy give-away by now even i know that christianity has reached an alcoholic among
workaholics... i mean... no need to look busy... imagine my surprise at the rereading, and
all i now have to sing about... is... My sexuality is that 1990's ice cream flavor My sexuality is found in the not-places, of memory My sexuality means Understanding art takes more than just knowing different styles of art. To know and understand art you have to unlearn everything you know about art because what you know as "art" is through someone's eyes (the artist). To unlearn art is to see art through your own eyes. Most of us know how to learn but it's only a few that know how to unlearn. Art represents freedom but it's impossible to understand this
if you cannot unlearn everything that you consider to be art. why should you unlearn? Everyone has idols and that's beneficial when it comes to inspiration and motivation. Don't you ever
wonder why those idols dropped their then idols after they found their own style? The importance of knowing what art is will make the all the difference in the success of your end product. • water can turn to ice Let's be honest that's just learning the capabilities of water but if we had to know what it truly is then we have to consider it's basic and natural form...the liquid phase. In a nutshell it's just water. LIKE WATER, ART IS THE POSSIBILITY OF ANYTHING IN EVERYTHING. Art can be: • angry Hence why ART IS THE POSSIBILITY OF ANYTHING IN EVERYTHING. Attainable art Art that is easily relatable to is attainable art, this is the type of art that focuses on what art can be. un-attainable art Art with no boundaries, no fear and no doubt. It's not personal it's just the sheer appreciation of art. this type of art is created by those artist that think with their hearts. Cheated and defeated – I saw the writing on the walls, Perhaps
my head was the catalyst “Ye kind-hearted shall not go forth” So the fish hook pulled me deeper . . .
I knew not about the rabbit hole It seemed a lot more like an alley when I first took a glance, Oh, what a performance it’s been! The Queen of Hearts shouted, I’m not sure where to find the pieces. Now, without a
head, So, I’ll trace my steps backward, to try to find my "forward." Gaining speed, with increasing malice Here we arrive again at choice, but was it one at all? Standing on the ceiling, I flew from the table and Apart from the question, I now knew that I was mad, Was I flying? Somewhere between falling and flying, "Bad Luck: In a Wakeful Contradiction" is now available on Amazon in paperback! Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/1691941182 In your eye a shutter-spark that catches A catalyst that ignites my gaze A moment of
hesitation in breath, Still – barred - paused in frequency. Running blind and barefoot The fullness
of exchange Every step a catalyst I can never stop he is the unlost lost boy (l.g.) His Funeral was today. Well, his wake rather. It was in his old colonial home on Elm Street, a bought of irony that Paolo would never get. Anyway, it was an odd set up at his house. Family and friends
downstairs in the living room, acquaintances and honorable mentions meandering through the hallways clearly more interested in the intricate little floral patterns that adorned the wallpaper than how his family was holding up. The company of the house was split, everyone either legitimately full of sorrow, or completely full of ****. In everyone’s grasp either handkerchiefs or hand grenades it was as if the invitation read “Come see it to believe it!” In the study across
the hall a small memorial was set up. Big cards, tons of photos, some flowers, anyone who actually cared stayed there and stared at his once happy face, who knew what it looks like now. Now I know it may seem like I don’t care for his being dead right now, but the thing is, I did something. I did something really bad. You see, I had mentioned that he was up in his room, right? Still, stiff, simply waiting to be brought down in a few hours as the catalyst to another round of tears. Now don’t get me wrong, I did my share of crying the night before. He’d been in the hospital for only a few days and when they told us he was dead…God, he was just so young, two years into college, the friend you have who
was chasing his dreams down with a brand new pair of sneakers. That kid the whole town knew because of the multitude of silly town functions he attended. He would always insist. Every other weekend was one silly thing or another “Oh you’re gonna love this. Two words – ‘Poetry showdown’. If you can’t take the heat, don’t stay in the kitchen” I told you I had done something bad. This is a first draft, please, I welcome your critiques. he trickled into my consciousness - Vijayalakshmi Harish Sat eating my lunch and a letter from the student union is dropped onto the chair next to me. I forgot; I’m a student. Why? I don’t even know. I ignore the letter, knowing it will be full of all that fake happiness *******. The thought of it causes my blood to boil. **** that. **** your community, your society based on ignorance, coaxing young impressionable students to become involved, engrossed in your way of life. Do what you want, I don’t give a ****, but don’t try and tell me that I’m not making the most out of my life because I don’t get involved. You can’t understand that there are other ways to live. You go about your business in this world isolated from the creatures and monsters that lurk within the depths of life – that lurk within the depths of yourselves. Suppressing; ignoring; having fun in your sterile environment. You think you avoid suffering, that you’ve found the recipe for happiness. All you’re really doing is suppressing life itself, your existence is incomplete, you are nothing but an effigy, a shadow of yourself. As I flick through the leaflets and pages of the over-coloured, glossy pamphlets, I am overcome with what I can only describe as passionate rage. It’s just too ******* easy to be cynical about the crap that’s in this letter. Everything can be torn apart, I can see right to the depths of all the ******* they’re trying to feed me. So what if some guy has been elected as the student representative for sports – do I really need to see his face smiling back at me on every page I turn to? Why do I need to know who this guy is? Am I supposed to look up to him, is he the intermediary authoritative figure that I’m supposed to look up to; respect; even admire? A role model for myself, and all the other impressionable young minds arriving at university? Taking them in when they’re at their most vulnerable. They’re living alone for the first time in their lives, but don’t worry; here comes the student reps to fill that void that is left where your home and family used to be. Come and join in with our activities, drink yourself stupid and forget the pain. We’ve even planned out a schedule for you to follow, each night laid out for you. Don’t even think, don’t use your own initiative and decide where you might want to go. Cram them in, venues at maximum capacity; drinks as cheap as you’ll find for miles, everyone wearing the same clothing styles, forgetting to think what this world is they find themselves in, stick to *****, forget about whiskey and gin. Your life as a student has begun; from now on this is what you’ll find to be fun. Don’t venture further into the depths of life, this is all you need. Your one pound ***** shots used as a catalyst, overcome your awkwardness, get laid for the first time; ****** for the first time. You wake up in unfamiliar surroundings, lost your phone and your wallet, can’t handle the drink, just an unconscious student, why the hell should you think. Of course, these students are anxious, what better way to ****** them to this way of life. A world of cheap drinks and easy *** with clueless idiots. It doesn’t seem right, but this is what we’re told, better make the most of life, before we got old. Pass me a drink, there’s a girl over there, acting like a fool, but right now you don’t care. In the morning you wake, vision clouded, headache, now you’re a student, an authentic fake. Rant ******* over. Well no not really, this is a rant that will stay with me till the last star has faded from the sky above. This sickness of society, the disease ****** onto every young mind is a tragedy. The potential for a better world erased, great minds suppressed, left right left right, all well-dressed. Who’s going to paint the great portraits, suggest a way to change the world, play a piece so beautiful the piano weeps? Who will suffer, and live life the way it could be lived? Come to the depths, to that murky world where adventure lurks around every corner and at every door way. This is life, you don’t have to know where you are, and it’s better if you don’t know where you’re going. from the simple email, to now a pitch-perfect complication — The End —What are the importance of catalyst in our daily life?Catalysts are integral in making plastics and many other manufactured items. Even the human body runs on catalysts. Many proteins in your body are actually catalysts called enzymes, which do everything from creating signals that move your limbs to helping digest your food. They are truly a fundamental part of life.
How will you define catalyst in poem?Defined by Wiktionary.org as “an inciting incident that sets the successive conflict into motion”, the literary catalyst is one of the most important elements in a story. In fact, without one, there would be no story.
What are some examples of catalysts in everyday life?A very common example of catalysts that are important in our everyday lives are the enzymes found in our body (as well as, in other living organisms.) These enzymes are biological catalysts that speed up biochemical reactions inside the body.
How will you define catalyst and describe how it affects reaction rate poem?A catalyst is a substance which increases the rate of a chemical reaction but it is not used up (remains chemically unchanged at the end). It provides an alternative reaction pathway of lower activation energy.
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