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Creating Greatness The Method to the Madness

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Creating Greatness

The Method to the Madness

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Brainstorming

• Think of the things that interest you

• Try to come up with something other people will find interesting too

• Work with your idea

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Thought Tree

C on ven ien ce In te res t E ffec tiven ess

P ros

U n effec tiven ess L im its D ifficu lty

C on s

Y ou r id ea

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Be Creative

• Don’t restrain yourself• No limitations• Let the creativity flow• Be yourself

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My poem: The Tempest Within

This storm is eternal.

I swallowed it, thunder and all

It rages inside me

And I let a few raindrops free

To gush out onto my cheeks.

In a bolt of lightning I spill my brilliance Because the storm never stops.

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The Tempest Within (Continued)

The rain is pummeling my insides. I shiver because my heart is cold. My cheeks are damp: I must have a leak. This storm is wreaking havoc, it brews inside my head and ideas are coming

rapidly. A tornado of thought. The wind flies from my mouth, words form a hurricane. But they all

come out silent because the rain inside is deafening.

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(Continued)

I roll my eyes inside my head

I watch for any sign of sunshine

But the clouds are blocking my sight

The fog is entering through my ears

The things I’ve hear leave me blind

Another rumor spoiling my sight

But the rain washes my eyes

And I watch the storm continue: raging on for days.

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(Continued)

All my hope is wasted. The storm stops momentarily but the dryness is short lived. There is no umbrella to shelter your soul…So I wait impatiently, being pelted with wet drops as my aura is cleansed. The

smog from the pollution of my innocence—the poisoning of the soul—is slowly being driven out

by the tempest within.

And I am almost whole again.

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AROOGA

CHARACTORS LOSE THEIR MINDS WE ALL DIE THE DARKNESS SPREADS TO THE EDGE OF THE UNIVERSE WHERE A SMALL PLANET’S INHABITANTS WAIT EXPECTANTLY THEY FEAR THE OUTCOME A YOUNG HERO ARISES TAMING THE CROWD. A LLAMA IS HIS ONLY FRIEND AND HE TURNS TO HIM IN SEEKING SUPPORT THE LLAMA TELLS HIM TO GO TO THE BUS STATION OF LOPUS AND EAT A HAM SANDWICH. AND SO IT ALL BEGINS.

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YABADABADOO

A European country is in the midst of war. Suddenly a bolt of lightning streaks down from the sky and kills the emperor of Las Vegas. This does not stop the war. So we turn to a yellow bus that lives on fossil fuels. It is the only hope of survival. Unexpectedly a huge hippo lands on it—crushing it to bits and pieces. So a small evil-smelling con man who pretends to be blind on the streets of New York eats a tuna sandwich and the war is resolved.