University of Wisconsin La Crosse - La Crosse Yearbook (La Crosse, WI)

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hi. Questions On My Mind VVhat happens to the one who has Life when Life means nothing anymore? Is it that he has nothing to give his Life for No Purpose? for his existence i wonder . . . maybe peace of soul and mind is found in death. Or is it all forgotten there too? the answer has to be found . . . maybe there will be another Life. Spider on my wall . . . VVhy donit you fall? Star shining in the sky . . . VV hat happens when you die? - Pipkorn Kit tamoxp Myself In Thought I am an individual. A loner. Quiet. Society strikes. Laws become ways I am others. I change. I give. I conform. Circumstances Suddenly overpower. I am confused. Scared. But aware. - NAI I Travel On I walked today. Step by step I traveled on My nowhere journey. As I walked I observed Birds chirping Dogs barking Men sawing and raking. Women sweeping and cleaning. There was movement Everywhere. Even the trees blew - But then somethings Were still. Cars parked on the streets. Wagons on the sidewalk. I walked on But I sometimes Felt my mind Wasn't moving With me. I lost my concentration Back with my first step. But yet on I Walk, In my own little world While my mind is Lost. A typical kind of feeling For a mixed up Troubled Frustrated person. HIC. - NAI in-.I ll1rc'i Wi Tafteredi AdWg,,14 Head lolifrldirli flfll cr 5, ' Becagsfliiifillx' al1 'll 5 ' f . J 1 hrlf l ineflllder to thi dfrlx The W-ll dll ' To think about lllwli lAr1clnOW I fn there is H0 lzdli h ' 0 L To 6XPlam . h re is no Wai No, T 6 f To change somw There is H0 Wi' To Prevent SOM So, l CU' Until mr ' , With wide brov YI There is no WHY to S lbrush1t0ffW1t 4 0 lemydeiiit-1 fortress iS df' And crad Dreaming of the c l