University of Kansas - Jayhawker Yearbook (Lawrence, KS)

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5. Reality tried to rape me, but I screamed and dreams came to my rescue. How easy it is to accept the illusion! With a little time and effort, we can create a world for ourselves that satisfies our needs for happiness and calms our fears. The avenues of escape are numerous and varied: mere daydreaming, careful screening of what oursenses tell us to accept only that which reinforces our created world, alcohol, drugs or other altered consciousnesses. What is important is not the means, but the end result: the escape from reality. And in this multitude of false realities and forced illusions, what is right and what is real? There can be no telling. People lose their perspectives, their values, their friends, themselves in their illusions. But perhaps the search for a universal reality is in itself an illusion, and in each illusion there is a personal and perhaps even true reality. And so I remain a constant stranger to myself . . .

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7 Once upon a time there was a savior of the American economy and the people called him lndustry. He lived with the people and the people fed him sweat and prayers. lndustry grew and thrived and , wanted to prosper so badly, he ignored the cost of progress. He ate the lungs of the people. The Clouds, which once danced around the walls of the industrial altars, used to mean prosperity. Then they became lndustry's accomplices. They swooped down' on the people and choked them and killed their laughter. All the people could do was cough. They made i small attempts at controlling the Clouds. ' One daylndustry poisoned. the water. He was so sinister, he wanted the earth for himself. He had taken things into his own hands. The knight on the white horse, Ecology, was sacrificed to the gods of big business, because the people didn't realize. Ecology needed- constant support. T 11 4 1 4 5 . 4 The people would soon wear special glasses to combat the Clouds. But the Clouds conquered. Masks would be'worn to save the lungs of the people from the poisons of Industry, but he used all his magic to convert the air into chemical eroders, so that even a mask of- ' steel would melt. The water became thick and the thirst of the people would kill them. And no one would live happily ever after, because no one lived at alll Y . l

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