The Eclectic 2012, Issue 15

 

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the eclectic spring 2012 issue 15

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the eclectic

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ec lec .tic adj not following any one system as of philosophy medicine etc but selecting and using what are considered the best elements of all systems the eclectic magazine is published yearly submissions are always being accepted cover art by chad hasting and kali daniel section dividers by chad hasting and alexis christakes http bjhstheeclectic.com copyright © 2012 by the eclectic

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spring 2012 issue 15 mission statement our mission is to reflect the creative efforts of approximately 2,300 students specifically the hundreds of students in the creative writing art and theatre programs in addition to ensuring quality of content the staff strives to include student representatives across many demographic indicators the eclectic general submissions the eclectic accepts general submissions in the categories of short story creative nonfiction poetry theatre art comics and multimedia the general submission section showcases student writing on any subject or style feature the eclectic feature section requires students to explore a subject theme or element this year the feature section is an exploration of the human mind and humanity s attempt to understand it the staff investigated the science of perception cognition attention emotion phenomenology motivation brain functioning personality behavior dream interpretation and interpersonal relationships and then analyzed those concepts in fairy tales poetry prose advertising art and film website the eclectic also has a companion website that includes a free digital download of the magazine the website also displays a sampling of student work not included in the printed version website exclusives include short film commercials spoken word poetry hypertext fiction and stopmotion animation distribution the staff provides one free copy of the literary and arts magazine to students whose work is selected for publication anyone may purchase other copies.

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learn your theories well but put them aside when you confront the mystery of the living soul carl jung

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contents prose creative nonfiction poetry theatre doodaddery comics art photography feature contributors acknowledgments 9 47 83 111 139 161 191 211 285 286

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prose two minutes if that nick mecikalski adam awoke and his back hurt that was all he knew he was awake and his back hurt from the inside it hurt not from the outside hurt like the spine within him was too long for his body like it was compressed into a space far too small for comfort like at any moment it might spring out of its compression release the tension inside of him but disfigure itself into some snakelike trail twisting beneath his skin snakelike he blinked his eyes and a vast blueness above him exploded into clarity his eyes had already been open for how long he could not know but not until now had they seen a thing he blinked again his entire face flinching with the movement and within his field of vision he could now discern vague interruptions in the blueness above him puffy amorphous masses of white encroaching on the purity of the sky sky he blinked once more and suddenly from an area of himself that he did not know he owned there came a sensation of utmost discomfort an alarming sensation really almost as though his very own body were rebelling against itself as though it were sending a multitude of pinpricks from within to try to remove his own skin from his bones he jolted his head up to look at the afflicted area but saw only two calm figures staring back at him two benign-looking stumps of his sitting at the ends of two benign-looking trunks that extended straight outward from where he sat five pudgy outgrowths balanced atop each stump looking fundamentally unconcerned at the firestorm of pinpricks that now raged within them without even realizing his power to do so he wiggled the five outgrowths against each other attempting to dispel the burning sensation from his skin but it did not work in fact the sensation only intensified overflowing from the two stumps to begin creeping up the base of the trunks like some snake slithering through a cavern within his skin its scales prickling the walls around it growing panicked he began scratching these parts of his body against the coarse ground the only solution he could conjure for such an utter discomfort more and more he scraped the trunks and the stumps against the colony of green 10 |

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prose wisps that populated the ground around him contorting his body wildly in order to scrape the sensation off his skin and onto the earth earth with audible relief he noticed that the invisible sensation was in fact disappearing from his skin with more and more scratching whatever had been inside those two stumps had been squeezed up from within and successfully disposed of now only able to torment the green wisps that sat so innocently on the ground for a moment he almost felt bad but he squirmed away from the spot on the ground as fast as he could escaping the invisible itching sensation before it could latch onto his feet and legs once again feet legs itch it is a normal sensation your skin is new it is not yet used to your shape for the first time adam wondered where he was he lifted his head to glance at what was around him and at the sight his head nearly fell back onto the ground he was surrounded by giants towering giants with bodies of angry scarred brown skin mutant magnifications of the innocent-looking green wisps that inhabited the ground their bodies extended huge heights toward the sky before branching into skinnier arms and then into smaller fingers which just barely fell short of grazing the puffy white masses hovering in the sky above they groaned their massive hulks inward toward him their gnarled fingers reaching reaching straining to grasp the helpless figure sitting on the ground in the middle of them all he was sure they would eventually close in targeting their spindly pointers to besiege their unwelcome and unwanted guest but after witnessing attempt after attempt after attempt he saw that they could most likely do no such thing ultimately they were simply unable to touch him their huge masses proving far too inflexible for such acrobatics or so they seemed trees they are trees they cannot harm you he nodded understanding but still unnerved they still worried him such monstrous demonstrations of muscle and authority standing so near he glanced upward one final time to be sure they would not hurt him their swaying only continued as it had rhythmically back and forth nowhere close enough to truly imprison him he decided to put them out of mind mind that is where you exist that is where you know mind he nodded again without meaning to he reached up to the top of his head and carefully felt the space that surrounded his mind it was smooth and round comforting to the touch exactly the 11

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prose right size hand look at your hand he stopped touching his head and brought his hand down in front of his eyes it was a strange little device almost shocking at first it was a stump somewhat similar to the stumps of his feet but it had five long bony tendrils sprouting outward disconcertingly alike to the fingers that sat at the very tops of the trees he winced at first at their appearance repulsed by their snakelike outlines but he allowed himself to wiggle them back and forth as he had the outgrowths that stemmed from his feet they moved easily at his command flexible and manipulable and simple to direct he thought they could be very useful you learn quickly adam you learn quickly let me see your face he closed his hand and placed it down by his side seeming to know in advance what would be there he looked down into two black pupilless eyes that stared back upward at him from the ground beside his leg at first adam did not even realize the body to which they were connected as it camouflaged so well with the green wisps that surrounded it but when he saw the figure witnessed its full extent he leapt backward unable to peel his eyes from its grotesque length the snake s body had no apparent end it wound backward from its head wildly coiling through the greenness on the ground twirling around the bases of the trees twisting up their brown bodies and spinning around their arms suspending from one tree to another continuing on and on back into the mass of trees much farther than adam could see he managed to tear his eyes from the snake s body to look back into its eyes which seemed to enjoy the terror it saw in adam s its tongue darted out of its mouth and quickly disappeared leaving on its face what adam could only think to be a smile smile you learn quickly adam you learn quickly welcome and with another dart of its tongue the snake snapped away from him flitting through the green wisps so quickly that adam s eyes could barely keep up its body following the path that its head carved through the helpless ground dread adam could teach himself that one 12 |

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prose page meditation zach fitzgibbon it was simple really it was only difficult because of a habit of his which was more like a hobby to overthink simplicity he overthought everything from the breaths he breathed to the meticulous word choices he would use to talk to a girl whose intelligence sparked his attention to this but this this is nothing compared to that he would think nothing compared to talking to a girl it was utterly unfair this which would take a normal person the time it took a blink of a blink of a blink of an eye to decide for him was not quite so simple but badger was not a normal boy by any means and for him this was no normal task he had to decide between reading another chapter of his book or going to sleep both posed various pros and cons he knew this for a fact he had even made a pie chart a t-table and bar graph on the subject sadly none of the three had helped he then progressed on to measuring the direness of each pro and con only in his logic was there a reasonable explanation for doing this another chapter is thirty pages at one minute per page one minute and thirty seconds per page for some whose subject matter is more advanced than that of the others that is at least thirty-seven and a half minutes the time it took him to perform the mathematical computations in his head was 3.3 seconds the time it took him to say it all was 12.6 seconds and you best be sure badger took notice of it or or i could go to sleep now yes i could just go to sleep now wait badger would that really matter a look passed over his thought-wrenched face a face that his family called his oh great badger is thinking face it passed over fairly swiftly like the shadow of a low-flying plane over a prairie his eyes squinted upwards his head cocked towards the west and he pursed his lips as a stray thought intruded his head who invented the swimming pool this thought was thought in a surprisingly stern tone or the couch or the table does one invent necessities are tables considered necessities badger this all took one minute and thirteen seconds and of course badger took notice on average it takes me forty-two to fifty-four minutes to get to sleep but sometimes more if it is windy or less if it is raining badger 13

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