The celebration of disorder.

The poem i chose was, "Forgetfulness." This poem illustrates the celebration of disorder throughout the entire piece, but most brilliantly in the line, "long ago you kissed the names of the nin Muses goodbye, and watched the quadratic equation pack its bag..."(Buco, Osso). This line is always the highlight of the poem for me. When reading these lines I feel aas if I am an alszimers patient and cannot remember trivial things that I used to kow without thinking. It is a celebration of disorder because in an orderly mind i guess, memories would be easy to recall and not supratic. In addition to this, within this same poem I found the celbration of disorder in the line, "No wonder the moon in the window seems to have drifted out of a love poem that you used to know by heart"(Buco, Osso). The last line in the poem is the summation of the poems disorder because in a way to think as love as being a drift that was found in a love poem known to someone at one point in time, but is now gone, the question of what is the purpose of loving? surfaces in my mind. The disorder in this poem is amazing and is similar to how a lot of people go about their lives, in sparts and random comings and goings.

"Forgetfulness," by Osso Buco

Where does the breakdown of words and meaning lie...In an inadequate system of language or an intelligent understanding of reality?

From the peom "Adolescence II," I applied the question 'where does the breakdown of words and meaning lie?' From the poem I examined the line, "Then they come, the three seal men with eyes as round"(Dove, Rita). The breakdown of words and their distortion of basic text is what is written above. This line demonstrates that without the words surrounding the words "seal" or "three" the context and illustration would be blurred. So, the breakdown of words and where the meaning within that word lies within the image that it is supposed to be creating. In addition to that line another would be, "Night rests like a ball of fur on my tongue"(Dove, Rita). In this line the meaning and breakdown occurs when the poet uses the words "fur." The word "fur" and it standing alone would for most illustrate some sort of animal, however in this poem the meaning has nothng to do with an animal. When tring to find the meaning of words its impossible to find the meaning of words without surrounding words to give a word meaning or life.


Adolescence II, by Rita Dove

How have you fallen victim to the affects of hyperreality?

I have fallen victim to the affects of hyperreality mainly through the sports equipment advertisement. For example, "Nike Tiempo Premier SGT Glove - Royal "(Eurosport). I understand ususally afterr the fact that I ahve bought hundred and twenty dollar gloves that these gloves will not make my skills any better than what they were before, but that for some reason does not sink in. I will still purchase these gloves as if I NEED them and as if when I have them in my possession that I will not only become royalty, nbut will also become some sort of premier goalkeeper because of these gloves. Another example would have to be goalkeeping appreal. Another example being, "adidas Goalkeeper Undershirt " (Eurosport). This tells me that my old white tank that i ususally wear is not doing the trick anymore and that now i need to purchase a forty dollar undershirt that i wont get to even show off I just wear it underneath my jersey thats already dry-fit so i wont drench my jersey and the sweat will slow me down from diving for the ball. Knowing myself in a year or two I will fall victim to both of these useless items, but at that moment in time I will feel as if I NEED them to be that much greater of goalkeeper.

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2 faces of pain

right here, right now, i wish i was invisible. i'm tired of wearing my mask. why do i do this to myself. alone in my room i cry and become drowned in thought. why is it so hard to be happy, even though i have friends, are you really my friend? i wish i could ask them, but what would happen then? would we still be friends? would be the same? i laugh when people say that i'm so cool and funny, and confident. i'm always thinking, me? no. i'm not cool, i want to tell them, i'm really just telling you what you want to hear. funny. no. its just what i want you to know about me. i did this to myself. i make people laugh because it gets rid of my pain. i don't know why i am this way, but i just am.when it comes to people who are my "friends" i hate to see them cry, i hate to see them hurt. its my responsibility to help them. thats just the way i am. i wish i was the same person on the inside that i am on the outside. problems, problems, problems thats all i deal with all day. i want to tell people who i really am but will i be accepted? will they still see me the same way? would they try to help me? would they care for me as much as i care for them? why do i care so much? walking in the hall i feel alone. alone even with the halls packed with those i love and care for i am alone.
Hollow
emotionless
am i really a good person? wandering the hallways i think and the world around me seems like a dream
I'M TIRED OF LAUGHING WHEN NOTHING IS FUNNY!
I'M TIRED OF MAKING JOKES THAT ONLY NUMB THE PAIN!
I'M TIRED OF OF BEING THE PERSON THAT ALWAYS WIPES EVERYONES TEARS, BUT NOBODY IS THERE TO WIPE MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i'm alone everywhere it seems like. at school i'm alone i'm an only. but i want to be happy and i want to feel as if i am loved and accepted by someone. i want to be in someones arms that knows who i am.
i want to be warm
i want to be wanted
i want
i want, but i know i will never have because if i get too close i do something to mess it all up becasuse if something happens i dont want to hurt them so,
i run from the arms i desire,
i hide from what hurts me,
i run from what i do not understand.
a shoulder to lean on. and a smile to ease my stress
thats happiness to me.
and with this i hide my heart in my back pocket
away from everyone
away from light, so,
i am a hollow body who walks the halls

As Christians what do we do with the CRISIS of postmodernity?

As Christians we somewhat reject and accpet the crisis within postmodernity. We believe of cousre out of chaops and all this freedom comes trials and salvation. We reject it because when it comes to being postmodern or having a postmodern way of thinking,we as Christians do not only seek to find ourselves but we seek to help others first, thwn through that we identify ourselves with the God who created us. Through the crisis we find peace, though we get overwhelmed and anxiety driven we stop and find a way to slow down all the thoughts that consume our heads. we find that peaceful time when nothing matters except God and you. We slow down. What we do as Christians with the crisis of postemodernity is we embrcae and trun it into order or into what we as Christians believe is order.

Is Horatio's tone disapproving or approving of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern?

i think that horatio's tone is approval of them, because they did their job which was to transport Hamlet. it doesn't really matter if they knew what the letter said or not they were not working for the purpose of networking they were working for the purpose of money of profit/ employment. So i think that is what horatio is trying to put more emphasis on is that they did what they did for money not for friendship.

what are various worldviews Hamlet is subject to?

hamlet is subject to the worldview that he must listen to any and everything the king and queen say no matter what. he is also to behave in a certain manner when he is around certain individuals. hamlet has freedom that he gives himself that are not by his parents giving, howvere he also sees that it is okay to drink and be merry, without a care. also to get what you want it might be done by any means necessary and thats okay. he is taught that having secrets is okay if its for a certain reason. he lives among gross and disgusting times that have odd boundaries, but he because he was taught this way may cross these boundaries if for a certain cause. everything in his life is run by circumstances of the situation.