Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Macbeth Blog

The Beginning-


Is this a dagger which I see before me,  The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee;  I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.  Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible  To feeling as to sight? or art thou but  A dagger of the mind, a false creation,  Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?  I see thee yet, in form as palpable  As this which now I draw. ( Act 2 Scene 1 Lines 33-41).




I have gone completely insane and I do not know what to do with my self.  I think I starting to see witches.  I am starting to see a dagger that seems to be floating in mid air right in front me before I kill the king. I then see the ghost of banquo sitting in the chair im suppose to be sitting in.  Once I grasp the dagger I will grasp the throne as well.












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The Middle-


How is’t with me, when every noise appals me?  What hands are here! Ha, they pluck out mine eyes.  Will all great Neptune’s ocean wash this blood clean from my hand? No, this my hand will rather  The multitudinous seas incarnadine,  Making the green one red. (Act 2 Scene 2 Lines 56-61)

I have just commited a murder and I killed Duncan.  I shake and get nervous now at every noise that is going on around me.  No water can wipe the guilt off my bloddy hands.  But i have no guilt after the murder of Banquo and the Macduff family.




































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The End-


And all our yesterdays have lighted fools  The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!  Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player  That struts and frets his hour upon the stage  And then is heard no more: it is a tale  Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,  Signifying nothing. (Act 5, Scene 5 Lines 22-28 ).

I have a view on life that life is a path which will eventually lead to death.  I am viewing life this way because I have just heard the news of Lady Macbeths death.  Life can be like a brief candle cause you know when it will go out and it could go out at anytime or when you least expect it.
















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Lincoln Park-


"Papercut"

Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here's not right today.
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
I don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
Like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face watches every time I lie
A face that laughs every time I fall
(And watches everything)

So I know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me
Right beneath my skin

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

I know I've got a face in me
Points out all my mistakes to me
You've got a face on the inside too and
Your paranoia's probably worse
I don't know what set me off first
But I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can't add up to what you can but

Everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face watches every time they lie
A face that laughs every time they fall
(And watches everything)

So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is watching you too
Right inside your skin

[x2]
It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

The face inside is right beneath your skin [x3]

The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me
The sun goes down
I feel the light betray me

The sun
I feel the light betray me
The sun
I feel the light betray me

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin

It's like I'm paranoid lookin' over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin



 http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/linkinpark/papercut.html




This song expresses me because I paranoid and always lookin over my back and getting nervous.  When its says " i ve got a face in me" it represents Banquos ghost on my chair when I kill the king. It overall expresses me through the play cause I got to keep looking over my shoulder cause I never know whats coming.










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