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Magnet Filings and Human Nature

Magnet Filings and Human Nature

Do you remember playing with iron filings in elementary school or during a visit to the museum? The setup usually consists of a giant sandbox raised off the ground to the height of a small child. Spread throughout the box is a thin layer of iron; iron behind oxygen is the most abundant mineral on earth, aiding in the rolling molten lava sitting at the core of our home. But at this moment, iron is…

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The Hallway

It happens all at once, an entire hallway filled with closed doors is generated. It’s overwhelming, the vast options sitting before your eyes. Some doors appear wide and heavy, others decorated with ornate carvings into the wood, and for some, the color of the door vanishes behind the ever-thickening cobwebs. Which door will you choose first? Which will be the last? The beginning and the end…

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The Guide: part I

The Guide: part I

I might have never let in D, had I not walked into the grass-lined room to approach V, whom I had been following for the last few weeks.

It was a sweltering Texas summer morning, only 10:00 am, the heat index had already surpassed a hundred. My Saturday mornings always consisted of the same routine; coffee, a walk at 7:00am, then to the gym, then work. However, on this day the routine was broken,…

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Secrets with the Stars

Secrets with the Stars

Graphite smudges across the thickness of my right hand. My thumb, pointer and middle finger coalesce to construct a tripod to hold the number two steady, and with the applying pressure, my ring finger takes the brunt. Resulting in a hard callus forming on the top of my last knuckle just before reaching my cuticle. The nail teases me about falling out due to the hours of balancing my blade on the…

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Louisiana Voodoo

A tiny pendulum whomped against the tin sides in sync with the opening door, allowing the crisp clean fall air to rush throughout the coffee shop. A small figure stepped through the frame with leaves in step. She was not any more than five-foot-seven, I wasn’t sure at first if it was her, shadows cast across her face from the standing trees beyond the windows. With each approaching step, the…

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Balloon Animals

Continuation of , “Where to Start a Story.”

I was exhausted, I sat in the small locker room draped in baby blue scrubs that were splattered all along the pant endings with magenta polka-dots. Not as result of fashion, but from the mixing of red blood so dark it almost seemed purple. My head was resting in my palms, the folds of my eyebrows lifting over my pointer fingers, widening my eyes as I…

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Entangling of Minds

You’re fourteen, the whole world sits before you at your finger tips. Invincible, nothing can touch you, you feel as if the world was created for you and nothing within you will ever change. Thats until the first time you look into the eyes of someone else who has made you their world, it disrupts everything within you. The stars you enjoyed starring at night after night now become the canyons…

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Where to start a story.

Where to start a story.

There I was standing beneath the luminescent white light, nestled between a stringy meticulous man. The skin under his eyes succumbing to the force of gravity, or just from many years of living under the white light or digging through obscure texts for the answers. He looked almost haunted as if past mistakes were deep inside him lifting weights, building strength to overthrow the host from…

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Grass Dolphins

The anticipation the night before a scheduled detour into the mountains is overwhelmingly filled with excitement and anxiety. The feeling is similar to being away from your childhood home for an extended period. You’re excited to return and see what has changed, if that empty building on the corner has been filled with a mom and pop store, or to see how the kids of your neighbors have grown up.…

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The First Year

    Waking in the middle of the night you stare continuously into the darkness. You wonder if there is something lurking in the shadows, the mystery, it installs fear, and excitement simultaneously. A part of you wants to remove yourself from the comfy downs and go explore, how far will you get before you’re satisfied with the answers you’re looking for? What if you don’t find any answers, but…

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Missing See Ya Laters

Missing See Ya Laters

The beating rays of the sun beckon us to flock to the pool during the summer months, which usually lead to new face and friends. You meet the next day, and the day after that covering all days leading to the first day of school. It is your first day, the week before you went with your mom to Target or Office Depot to round out the school supplies list for kindergarten. Glue-sticks, wide-rules…

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Be a Seed not a Root

Be a Seed not a Root

Mrs.Johnson was the first teacher I had that introduced me to the idea of what science is. Up until fifth grade, I had spent nearly all moments of the day obsessed with learning about reptiles and the inner workings of their complex systems. But it wasn’t until I was sitting front row in Mrs.J classroom, did I realize that the science I thought I had been doing was not how it really is done. The…

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Creative Hour: The Starting Line

Creative Hour: The Starting Line

How can scientists take a species of an atom and then turn it into the most precise measurement of time? In this creative hour, I am going to give the story that leads up to this type of experiment. However, before we dive into the actual process we have to discuss what it means for the atom to be a tool of measurement.

We are going to consider the Rubidium atom as our hammer for this experiment,…

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135 lbs.

A throbbing ache beats in the center of my back, attempting to keep my posture as rigid as possible. Doing my best to immediately sink into the experience of sensation, the sound of the vibrating ceiling fan, the rumbling motor from the fridge, the glow through my eyelids. It never happens that I am able to dissolve the perception of self, especially within the first few minutes of my practice.

M…

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Creative Hour: What can be done with time?

Creative Hour: What can be done with time?

At what point in human history did the notion of time come into existence? What was the purpose of it? Is the notion of time a real entity or is it just a standard invented with the evolution as humans?

Einstein seems to have thought that time was fundamental, he brought onto the playing field with the notion of space. Demonstrating their coexistence through General Relativity. Time is not…

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Backwards in Time

Slipping between the layers of dust on the window blinds, crawling towards your pillow, the day begins with its arrival. Throwing the cold covers over your head hoping to protect yourself for a few more minutes, ignoring its presence in favor of the created world from your mind. Inevitably, we all submit to our invader, no matter how tightly we close the blinds, our eyes, the covers, it always…

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Giving the Advice I need

Giving the Advice I need

We all remember those times when our mom or dad would fumble into our rooms, coffee in hand, and newspaper tucked neatly under their armpit. We knew they were approaching before they walked in the door, the crumpling of plastic wrapping placed as a protectant over the paper crinkling as they took each step up the stairs. We would fight hard, some times even literally, grasping the dowels that…

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