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Friday, November 26, 2010

"Dream On" by Aerosmith

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIv1MAClQhk
"Dream On" By Aerosmith 

Every time that I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It went by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay

Yeah, I know nobody knows
Where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life
Is in books' written pages
Lived and learned from fools and
From sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away, yeah

Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until the dream come true
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dream comes true
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream On Dream On
Dream On Dream On

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/a/aerosmith/dream+on_20004389.html

I like this song because it reflects the dreams that I had to be king. I dreamed on to later make my dreams come true, this song mostly can relate to how I came to be the person that I am now. Having to overcome my sins to later dream to be what I wanted for me, killing anyone who might be a threat to me and now living the life of my dream as king.    
(Act 5 Scene 5, The Castle at Dunsinance, Lines 17-28)
  MACBETH. "She should have died hereafter;
    There would have been a time for such a word.
    Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
    Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
    To the last syllable of recorded time;
    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."
Now time for battle awaits for me. However, I found out that my lovely wife, Lady Macbeth has just died. The time is not right for death to be taking hold of me because I have urgent matters to take care of and no time to hold grief inside. Having a numb conscience to even think of sorrow in my mind has long past the time when my human nature had been destroyed making me an uncaring monster, but a hero to withstand such defeat against Macduff. Knowing now that Macduff would be the one to kill me, I find no meaning to live no more and die with this guilt to suffer in the depths of hell.     
 
 
(Act 4 Scene 1. A deserted Place, Lines 50-61)
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MACBETH. "I conjure you, by that which you profess,
    Howe'er you come to know it, answer me: Though you untie the winds and let them fight Against the churches; though the yesty waves Confound and swallow navigation up; Though bladed corn be lodged and trees blown down; Though castles topple on their warders' heads; Though palaces and pyramids do slope     Their heads to their foundations; though the treasure Of nature's germens tumble all together, Even till destruction sicken; answer me To what I ask you."
 Now I am  ruthless and most ambitious tyrant King of Scotland by having a set of mind that cares not of who or what can do to me because I thinks that being king has no limits. As a result to my uncaring faults, others have seen my changed reactions at the hall of feast which now depends in the will of the people to end me as king. Also, when I went to see the witches, knowing that they have a higher position than me to cause harm in my life, however, that didn't stop me to get what I want. For I have grown limitless to my thrown and now I shall pay the price to fear what shall become of me hereafter.
(Act 3 Scene 2, The Palace at Forres, Lines 13-26)

MACBETH. "We have scotched the snake, not killed it:
    She'll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice
    Remains in danger of her former tooth.
    But let the frame of things disjoint, both the
    worlds suffer,
    Ere we will eat our meal in fear and sleep
    In the affliction of these terrible dreams
    That shake us nightly: better be with the dead,
    Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,
    Than on the torture of the mind to lie
    In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;
    After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;
    Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,
    Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing, 
 Can touch him further.
My character has revealed that I have an ambitious attitude to kill Banquo and his son, Fleance. Murderous acts to kill a friend and his son have been the most extreme inhumane characteristics that I show to determine my position to remain in power no matter what it takes to keep it that way. I feel that having absolute power and nothing can overthrow me from being King, but as my thoughts progress I fears that I may be fruitless and barren to have off-springs for future kings. Therefore, my thoughts have been the norm of my reaction to cause fear in Scotland which later make the biggest mistake that ends my tyranny as King, in a civil battle against Malcolm; the true heir to the thrown.   
 
(Act 2 Scene 2. The Castle at Inverness, Lines 27-30)
Macbeth.  "One cried 'God bless us!' and 'Amen' the other;    As they had seen me with these hangman's hands. Listening their fear, I could not say 'Amen,' When they did say 'God bless us!'"
Macbeth, the one to kill King Duncan, made my conscience become filled with insecurities and fear for doing such evil deed. Being loyal and faithful to the King of Scotland has been giving up all for the ambition and corruption that I have become to be as the successor as a tyrant ruler for Scotland. Having to also bear to go against my humane nature to kill another human being has made a mind mortified to even live another day with such guilt in the conscience. This guilt in my conscience has been among the changes that I had to overcome and later feel numb about murdering friends and family.  

Thursday, November 25, 2010


(Act 1 Scene 3. A Heath, Lines 128-143)

  
MACBETH. [Aside] "Two truths are told,
    As happy prologues to the swelling act
    Of the imperial theme.--I thank you, gentlemen--
This supernatural soliciting
    Cannot be ill, cannot be good. If ill,
    Why hath it given me earnest of success,
    Commencing in a truth? I am thane of Cawdor:
    If good, why do I yield to that suggestion
    Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair
    And make my seated heart knock at my ribs,
    Against the use of nature? Present fears
    Are less than horrible imaginings.
    My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical,
    Shakes so my single state of man that function
    Is smothered in surmise, and nothing is
    But what is not."
 My feelings and thoughts have been unraveling by the witches' suggestions that were proven to be true to me because of my position as the Thane of Cawdor. As a result, I fears that because I am Thane of Cawdor, my questions about being King of Scotland is affecting me. The thoughts are revolving around murderous acts by killing Duncan,because the witches told me that I would be the next king. I also implicates that thoughts have bothered my nature as a man, creating a different view on how to approach my destiny to become King. The witches also proved to be a vital source to cause my attitudes to change because they alternated my human nature to become more ambitious in order to gain control of the temptation to the thrown. Sometimes knowing the future of our lives can cause discontent to change the course of nature, which later implicated my life to become a corrupted individual.