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A dogs life

To read and write below the thoughts trial I gain the pain alike this bard's lament To love, to steal, poison, murder or lie All is fair when written along the lines Humans do cry for lost and memory Drama prevails tho sometime comedy Morals between the lines of symmetry A dog am I fortunes rich to burn Distant the voice of my master to yearn Shakespeare too much for a dog to learn Sit and stay I wag my tail to and fro As Jules did patience wait for Romeo Now I leave class with worlds ghostly blessing Time to leave stuff in his couch a messing

A persuasive speech on the Good of Man

George L. Settlemier March 8th, 2023 Persuasive Outline General Purpose: A Persuasive speech about good and evil, the duality of man, and the psychology of nature vs nurture. Specific Purpose: To argue that people are born inherently good, immoral things are a choice, and bad things are learned from our environments. Introduction : Your security and stability is second nature, selfishness that we have adapted to learn and survive. We are naturally concerned with our own needs and desires. But there's evidence in philosophy and science that tells us much more. That we are not only concerned with our own selfish needs but the good welfare of everyone around us. We are naturally empathetic by nature, and LEARN the bad from which we know to be right.  Defining good vs. bad in moral standards is like grasping the oxygen around you. You know it’s there, its meaning, and while you may not see it, somehow breathing becomes natural. A 16th-century philosopher named Thomas Hobbes, says in Le...

An Introduction Speech

 George L. Settlemier  Professor Paul Evans  COMM 111  February 5th, 2023  General Purpose: Informative Speech  Specific Purpose: An introduction to who I am for my peers.  Central Idea: Who I am is a blend of my past, present and hopes for the future.  Introduction: I stand before you today with reflections on myself. Who am I? I am a piece of a family, a history I hold dear. I am a student on the cusp of grasping everything I need for success. I am a scholar, a connoisseur of the arts, one who cherishes every word they read.  1. My name is a family name, passed down from father to son since as early as 1631, maybe earlier but who knows.  a) George - Meaning “Earth Worker” in Greek and latin. It is a definition my family has taken to their likeness for hundreds of years across multiple continents. To farm, to work, to thrive in peace.  b) In his research about the Zettelmeier settlers, Harry E Wilson states that the land they first...

The World’s Fruit and Appleseed Legends: A Report on Apples

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  George L. Settlemier 4000 Lancaster Dr. NE  11/10/2022  Professor VanStavern  Building 1  Chemeketa Community College  4000 Lancaster Dr. NE  P.O. Box 14007 Salem, OR 97309 To Professor VanStavern; Attached is the requested final report which I have worked on fervently over the last few weeks. My topic covers apples and their reproductive cycle, as well as the science behind grafting and production of NEW cultivars. I also wanted to look at the folklore surrounding apples, like Johnny Appleseed, to give some domestic perspective on history as we know it. Apples are a fruit known worldwide and from a humble beginning in Kazakhstan, we have cultivated it to every taste. I admire the fruit, as well as the agricultural field, and wanted to lend some layman knowledge down for the average person to get to know that tasty fruit in the fridge. There is a little bit of history, some science and human interference, as well as the general information regarding ...

Pioneer Passion and the Hard Fought Road

A recent paper I finished for my summer term, enjoy a little history! Pioneer Passion and the Hard-Fought Road by George-Login      I approached the oak tree of magnitude in awe of its shade that surrounded me and pondered who else on this property once sat under this monster in deep thought. This now quaint land of 3 acres in Woodburn was the site of my paternal family’s new home in 1850 Oregon Territory, and has been appropriately called the “Settlemier House” by the French Prairie Historical Society. The house was once a symbol of pioneer resilience and ambition for a man of political stature, Jesse H. Settlemier. His father, (My great grandfather x5) George Franklin Settlemier, joined a caravan with his young family of 13 (12 of them boys). Thinking of ancestral nostalgia under the soft leaves, I researched a few grand sources that were bestowed upon me by my grandmother. What drove my ancestors to continue such a long journey to the new west? What kind of resilience...

Inner Workings of a Conscious Mind - A Prayer Answered

    This is a small excerpt from a memoir I'm working on. I think I am a little intimidated by psychologists and never really felt like therapy with a stranger would help. Writing this is my own therapy in finally dealing with things that stick with me to this day and I hope to grow from it. A Prayer Answered.      One night of immense darkness, I lay on my floor-bed in deep thought. I let the emotion of the situation wash over me again, tears forming in my eyes for a problem never-ending. I clasped my hands and shut my eyes, communicating with my patron one last time in desperation. I prayed for them to hear my call, to see my lot in its suffering (a repeat of every night I made this call). This time was different though, I vowed it would be the last time I tried in deaf pointlessness. For 2 years I attempted this silly game with no answer. I remember thinking, muttering under my breath in hopes it made my message louder,  “God, there is no way out of...

Inner Workings of a Conscious Mind

            As I reflected on my life, working through my process and attempting to philosophize my present, I pulled my journal to the front page to see how far I'd come. I was damaged, deeply, and now more than ever I want so badly to be so unapologetically, ruthlessly and honestly me. Part of this archive project is working through who I was, who I am, and who I want to be.  God I was an angsty 15-year-old. 30th of June, 2014 I received this journal a long time ago from my grandmother. I've always been the conservative type when it came to talking about my feelings and emotions. I'd much rather bottle things up in hopes I forget. Seems like things just continue to remind me they're alive and fresh in my memories. She gave me this leather-bound book with the intention it would somehow give me a sense of rest. I've been skeptical of it, leaving it on my shelf and occasionally using it for sparks of thought or music. And now that I am utilizing t...