Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
My Epigraph
Naked birth, concealed life, foolish death
We are all born with certain gifts; we can all do things that others can’t. I might be able to learn music, language, sport, cuisine, or science faster than other people could. However, I met people and I innocence and ideal beliefs dissipated forever. The purpose of my lives is lost forever. When I am led astray, I will then try to cover up the wrongdoings I have committed by living another person’s life. Now what? My life turns cold and colorless. I am just a fool suffocated by the pressure over me. Now, it is all too late. The alleviation will be death, because other options faded away soon after I conceal up whatever I once had.
Response to Death
What is the appropriate response to death?
People embarked on missions in search of cures for morality, but they ended up dead anyway. Death is a process that consummates life, so we could never outrun it. Our existence came through birth, and will end by death. It is just an universal law we have to accept.

Sunday, January 15, 2012
Song Comparison - Modern Song Vs The Fool's Song
Try Sleeping With A Broken Heart Lyrics
Even if you were a million miles away
I could still feel you in my bed
near me, touch me, feel me
And even in the bottom of the sea
I can still hear inside my head
Telling me, touch me, feel me
And all the time you were telling me lies
So tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
I’m gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Have you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart?
Well you can try sleeping in my bed
Lonely, only, nobody ever shut it down like you
You wore the crown, you make my body feel heaven-bound
Why don’t you hold me, need me, I thought you told me
You’d never leave me
Looking in the sky I can see your face
And i knew right where I’d fit in
Take me, make me
You know that I’ll always be in love with you
Right til the end
So tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
I’m gonna hold onto the times that we had
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Anybody could have told you right from the start
It’s bout fall apart
So rather than hold onto a broken dream
Or just hold onto love
And I could find a way to make it
Don’t hold on too tight
I’ll make it without you tonight
So tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
I’m gonna hold onto the times that we had
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Even if you were a million miles away
I could still feel you in my bed
near me, touch me, feel me
And even in the bottom of the sea
I can still hear inside my head
Telling me, touch me, feel me
And all the time you were telling me lies
So tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
I’m gonna hold on to the times that we had
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Have you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart?
Well you can try sleeping in my bed
Lonely, only, nobody ever shut it down like you
You wore the crown, you make my body feel heaven-bound
Why don’t you hold me, need me, I thought you told me
You’d never leave me
Looking in the sky I can see your face
And i knew right where I’d fit in
Take me, make me
You know that I’ll always be in love with you
Right til the end
So tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
I’m gonna hold onto the times that we had
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Anybody could have told you right from the start
It’s bout fall apart
So rather than hold onto a broken dream
Or just hold onto love
And I could find a way to make it
Don’t hold on too tight
I’ll make it without you tonight
So tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
I’m gonna hold onto the times that we had
Tonight I’m gonna find a way to make it without you
The Fool in Twelfth Night sang about the vain hope of finding love, which was depicted as throwing a man into a dark coffin. The sad lover would weep forever, but the one that he/she love would never return the flavor. In the similar vein, Trying Sleeping with a Broken Heart showed a heartbroken lover that continuously referred back to her past memories. Through Alicia Keys’ depiction, the bed signified the grief of the lover, which gave a melancholy feeling of a coffin. In contrast, Alicia Keys song signified love that was once found, but then lost. On the other hand, the lovers of Shakespeare’s play did not have the taste of love.
Act 2, Scene 4
Come away, come away, death,
And in sad cypress let me be laid.
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
My shroud of white, stuck all with yew,
O, prepare it!
My part of death, no one so true
Did share it.
Not a flower, not a flower sweet,
On my black coffin let there be strown.
Not a friend, not a friend greet
My poor corpse, where my bones shall be thrown.
A thousand thousand sighs to save,
Lay me, O, where
Sad true lover never find my grave,
To weep there!
Monday, January 9, 2012
10 things I hate about you and the Taming of the Shrew Comparison
The three major differences between 10 things I hate about you and the Taming of the Shrew are the focus of the story, the collection of the characters, and the way the author drew their conclusions.
10 things I hate about you focused on the interaction between the two sisters, and eventually lead to mutual understanding and seeking the best partners. On the other hand, the Taming of the Shrew focused on the relationship between the husband and wife. The love that existed between Petruchio and Katherine. The play of Shakespeare narrowed the scope of the tale into the later affairs between the spouses, but the movie includes numerous incidents of couples, best friends, rivals, etc.
10 things I hate about you has a blend of characters, while the Taming of the Shrew relied on a more simplistic approach. Michael was a character in 10 Things I hate about you that constituently sacrificed his own pride to help out his friend Cameron and eventually Patrick. Nevertheless, the Taming of the Shrew presented a more straightforward story that focused on the courage of Petruchio, and omitted the complications that might becloud the theme of the tale.
10 things I hate about you’s climax was the Prom and Taming of the Shrew’s climax was the betting by the husbands about the obedience of their wives. Shakespeare clearly defined his play as a comedy at the scene when Petruchio outsmarted all his opponents. However, the prom of 10 things I hate about you was a gloomy moment that led to poem of confession, the guitar, then the happy ending. The structure of the tales differed. The movie tends to have a denouements and falling action, while the play wrapped up the tale soon after the climax.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Hamlet Act 4 Scene 4 Speech
HAMLET:
I'll be with you straight go a little before.
Exeunt all except HAMLET
How all occasions do inform against me,
And spur my dull revenge! What is a man,
If his chief good and market of his time
Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not
That capability and god-like reason
To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be
Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple
Of thinking too precisely on the event,
A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom
And ever three parts coward, I do not know
Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do;'
Sith I have cause and will and strength and means
To do't. Examples gross as earth exhort me:
Witness this army of such mass and charge
Led by a delicate and tender prince,
Whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd
Makes mouths at the invisible event,
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death and danger dare,
Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great
Is not to stir without great argument,
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honour's at the stake. How stand I then,
That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd,
Excitements of my reason and my blood,
And let all sleep? while, to my shame, I see
The imminent death of twenty thousand men,
That, for a fantasy and trick of fame,
Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot
Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,
Which is not tomb enough and continent
To hide the slain? O, from this time forth,
My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!
Exeunt all except HAMLET
How all occasions do inform against me,
And spur my dull revenge! What is a man,
If his chief good and market of his time
Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more.
Sure, he that made us with such large discourse,
Looking before and after, gave us not
That capability and god-like reason
To fust in us unused. Now, whether it be
Bestial oblivion, or some craven scruple
Of thinking too precisely on the event,
A thought which, quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom
And ever three parts coward, I do not know
Why yet I live to say 'This thing's to do;'
Sith I have cause and will and strength and means
To do't. Examples gross as earth exhort me:
Witness this army of such mass and charge
Led by a delicate and tender prince,
Whose spirit with divine ambition puff'd
Makes mouths at the invisible event,
Exposing what is mortal and unsure
To all that fortune, death and danger dare,
Even for an egg-shell. Rightly to be great
Is not to stir without great argument,
But greatly to find quarrel in a straw
When honour's at the stake. How stand I then,
That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd,
Excitements of my reason and my blood,
And let all sleep? while, to my shame, I see
The imminent death of twenty thousand men,
That, for a fantasy and trick of fame,
Go to their graves like beds, fight for a plot
Whereon the numbers cannot try the cause,
Which is not tomb enough and continent
To hide the slain? O, from this time forth,
My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth!

Hamlet:
Everything in this world has shown me that I did make a great mistake; I should have revenge with haste. A man is contemptible if he only knows to eat and sleep. God did not give men cognitive abilities for us to leave it unused. No matter if it is oblivion, lack of courage, or precise thoughts; I continued to blame myself for my vain action. I have the will, power, and purpose to do it, but I did not finish the deed. In front of me, the massive army was moving with such courage and commitment. The ambition of the aristocrat has exposed him to such hazardous environment, which may endanger a man’s wealth and life. The reason for the march was just as thin as the eggshell. To be a great person does not mean he has to act upon justifiable reasons. The uprightness of the man is measured by his will to secure his fame when it is exposed to danger. Being a son with a father killed, mother soiled, I shamefully stabilize the emotional upheaval within myself. Watching with shame, a mass of man marched toward their grave for such trifling reason of capturing a worthless piece of land, which isn’t even good enough to bury themselves. From now on, I will have to think will malice, or else my thoughts will be valueless.
A man that thinks in Hamlet’s fashion will be an extreme pessimist, which is detrimental from our physical and mental aspects of our lives. But it is also an unavoidable side of our personality, there is not a person that is forever thinking positively. Man hates for different reasons, in regard of love, pressure, etc. We should all find ways to balance the positive and negative aspects of a thing. For example, laziness leads to bad grades, but too much pressure lead to poor performance on tests, etc. We should find ways to equalize the two extremes and managed them with calmness. A tragic life, like Hamlet, will be too overwhelming for people to just live through a day.
Monday, December 12, 2011
Hamlet - To Be Or Not To Be
HAMLET
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would these fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn away,
And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd.
To be or not to be, that is the question. Man wonder if it is more upright to just receive the blow of the upcoming problems, or to resist and fight against it. Death will end all the struggles within his heart and mind, but that will be the end of the life of a person. To sleep, man might dream about the problems that he has been dealing with, it might make the pain cease temporarily, but it is still there. To die, it is simply the end of all struggles. No man wanted to bear the insults, violence of others, vain love, domineering anarchies. The true comfort will come when the sword was draw and his own life is taken, but people are all afraid of what will happen in the afterlife, so the commitment of suicide will never be strong enough to put a man into action. It is an unknown land that no man really knows about. Man’s thoughts befuddled himself, and the cognition made the major event of a person’s life seems trivial and insignificant. These morbid thoughts turned man all sinners.
To sleep or to die remained an unanswerable question to most people. To sleep could be an act of denial; man indulged themselves within pleasures, and soon forgot about the problems of life. To commit suicide is simply an unwholesome thoughts, and there will be no more second change or amendment for the man that chose this specific way. Most man of the civilized nations do not have to ponder over such thoughts, but the ones that are living within the undeveloped counties were often struggling due to the lack of basic needs. We will be foolish and mawkish if we wrap our minds over the trifling matters of life, e.g., broken heart, unhappiness, grades, etc. There are people in the world that have been through situations that they had to choose whether to hide, except, or resist.

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