HUMANITY,THE FUTURE…

A creative and sincere take on humanity’s future

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Have you ever considered what is going to happen? Probably not, apart from fleeting moments of doubtful clarity. Allow me to enlighten to you. Our world or rather that of the future generations is bound to be doomed. We’re run out of, well we’re running out of everything we possibly could run out of…..land, forests, clean air, usable water, fuel,food. The only hope for the future generations of the human race now would be unparalleled advances in technology, something on the scale of the discovery of fire or maybe, probably even more crucial to the survival of the human race. The most hopeful thing that I personally have come across are Elon Musk’s efforts to establish a colony on another planet in the future.

Imagine that we find another planet to live on. Imagine we established colonies in more than one planet and that space travel and exploration boomed.

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HUMANITY,THE FUTURE…

A World Without Harm Does Not And Cannot Exist: An Interview With Phillip B. Williams.

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Phillip B. Williams is a Chicago, Illinois native. He is the author of the book of poems Thief in the Interior(Alice James Books, 2016). He’s also co-authored a book of poems and conversations called Prime (Sibling Rivalry Press). He is a Cave Canem graduate and received scholarships from Bread Loaf Writers Conference and a 2013 Ruth Lilly Fellowship. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Anti-, Callaloo, Kenyon Review Online, Poetry, The Southern Review, West Branch and others. Phillip received his MFA in Writing from the Washington University in St. Louis. He is the poetry editor of the online journal Vinyl Poetryand the 2015-2017 Creative Writing Fellow in Poetry at Emory University.

His book of poetry Thief In The Interior comes out January 12, 2016, and is currently available for pre-order.


Bettina: Hi Phillip! Thank you for agreeing to have this interview—well, ongoing conversation…

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Berklee College of Music and The Museum School to Merge with Other institutions in the Boston Area

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This past summer the world-renowned Berklee College of Music announced that it was exploring the possibility of merging with the Boston Conservatory—the oldest performing music conservatory in the United States, founded in 1867. Boston Business Journal reports that the two institutions have agreed to merge, with a closing date of June 1, 2016.

On a related note, The Boston Globe reports that The School of the Museum of Fine Arts has signed a memorandum of understanding with Tufts University to transfer the school to Tufts. The agreement, effective on June 30, 2016 was based on several factors that will hopefully secure a better future for the cash strapped Museum School. The Museum School, which was founded in 1876 as the educational division of the Museum of Fine Arts, has been operating in partnership with Tufts University since 1944. Students at the Museum School will now have a much more rounded…

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I Missed a Day Again: Reflections on Hanukkah by Ivy Helman

20151004_161012When I first started back on my journey to reclaim Judaism, I distinctly remember the first Hanukkah I lit candles. Not only was I bringing light into the literal darkness of night, I was also kindling the divine spark within myself. Each night I walked through a meditation I had created using the letters of the word Hanukkah, since there were eight letters and eight nights. I remember some of the words I had assigned to the nights: Holiness, Attentiveness, Night, Understand, Knowledge and Keep. I can’t remember the rest, but I do remember feeling the calm of the candlelight and the deepness of the meditation. I also remember that at some point, either I missed a night of lighting or I repeated one night twice because the days were officially over, and I still hadn’t lit all eight candles.

That has happened to me twice since I returned to Judaism…

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I Missed a Day Again: Reflections on Hanukkah by Ivy Helman