How did it come to this? I looked towards the distance; the horizon of the boundless sea. I went back into the liferaft. In the liferaft: in front of me was a family of 3 -- a man, a woman, and a girl. I assumed they were family, seeing how close they were together. The man, presumably the father, had a bald head, and a beard that lightly added to his features. Like his blue suit, his skin was considerably wrinkled and dirtied. "It's gone," I looked at him. We both shared the same eyes; those that showed despair and hopelessness. But for the man, his downcast state was accompanied by a hint of resentment, probably towards me. - 13 hours earlier. - The ship sank. The screeches and metallic burps awoke me from my slumber. There was peace …show more content…
... ... ... But what if they don't come ... what if we all die before they come ... Doubt... is an illness that comes from knowledge and leads to madness. I sat in there for a long period of time, taking pretty much the whole time. A long, eerie silence passed. I racked my brain and racked it really hard until I reached a resolve. ... ... y ... - That night. - Hands tremble. Palms sweat. I tightly grip the liferaft's floating knife. My mind is getting chaotic. I can hear voices. You will regret this, they told me. They're howling into my very soul, grabbing my throat and trying to choke it in a bid of stopping me. Yet there is another side that tells me that I should do this; that my actions are justifiable to do. It's human nature, they said. When our lives are threatened, our sense of empathy will undeniably be blunted by a terrible, selfish, hunger for survival. I'm not changing my choice. Not after I've gone this far. Every person is a moon, and I'm about to show my dark side. ... ... ... Killing a person is not so easy as the innocent believe. There is 3 of them, to add on that. Even worse, I am pretty much betraying the very people I had to lean on for my survival. The guilt continues to pile
There was a war in Sierra Leone, Africa, from 1991 to 2002 where a rebel army stormed through African villages amputating and raping citizens left and right (“Sierra Leone Profile”). Adebunmi Savage, a former citizen of Sierra Leone, describes the reality of this civil war:
The book A Prayer for Owen Meany brings forth various themes and questions that can't be answered easily. One of these questions is "Can religious faith exist alongside doubt, or are the two mutually exclusive?" There are several different possible takes on this question may be answered. How a person answers this question is related to their belief in faith.
The lives of many were altered or ended during the most horrific period of their lives. The Civil War of Sierra Leone was devastating and affected many citizens in various ways. Many lost their lives to the brutal violence while some were mentally traumatized from what they saw and what they did. A Long Way Gone and The Bite of the Mango are two accounts of children who had lived during this time period; they express the hardships and physical trials people endured in Sierra Leone. The characters may have both been victims of the war, but both found different ways to survive.
There were thoughts about how his father might be a burden on him, and might even get him beaten or killed, but that didn't change a thing.... ... middle of paper ... ... To his deep shame, he did not cry.
...when there is a person who tells you what to do, when to do it and how to do it you will listen out of fear, nationalism and to be respected. In today’s day and age we still have this because we still listen to each other’s opinions and what goes on in each other’s life but when it does come down to it you will not take your own life unless it is unavoidable. This may be because you are a person who has no hope to go on with your life. You may have experienced your own trauma that can’t escape your mind or maybe you live your daily life in fear of the world you live in. When you feel like there is nothing that you have to live for death seems like a better option whether we are talking about a traumatic event from almost forty years ago or a traumatic event in today’s day and age. Life does not always seem more rewarding in someone who is hurting’s eyes.
The mental state of mind one reaches when it involves killing another human being is inconceivable. Some claim there’s a choice to kill or not to kill, or to commit suicide or to live and face the consequences for the killings. This isn’t true, once this point has been reached one is no longer in control, it is as if someone else has tied puppet strings to your limbs and you are now transformed into a killer. The stage has already been set and there is little hope to cancel the play and walk away from the final act. Only the help of others and a long-term safety net can help at this point.
In life, situations arrive that force us to make tough choices. Sometimes those choices are not what we feel are compassionate or morally right. We make these decisions to save ourselves. These are decisions of self-preservation, and they override compassion. Tadeusz Borowski depicts these choices in his book This Way for the Gas, Ladies and Gentlemen. He shows that when people are put in the choice of doing what’s right or preserving their life, one is preferred over the other. Would they rather save their selves or just watch others be sent to their death. In the novel, the narrator wrestles with his decisions and like Borowski suffers from them.
Being a firm believer in God, one must never question their faith. Things may happen
The son-father part is a meaning of hope and loneliness. The father will be left alone to die similar to the handkerchief guy still holding on for hope to be rescued. Theodore drew the dead son’s body so perfectly he looks
When the mom and brother went missing, all the sons declared that they would rather die then not find their mother or brother (Wyss 311). This tells me there family means a lot to each other and would not want to live without each
How we can be so sure about our own existence and the world around us? The idea that we exist, is plausible, although the possibility can never be entirely ruled out. If we can never be certain, how can we claim to know anything? Skepticism opens possibilities of the foundation of our knowledge and comprehension of the world around us.
We may do it because in the moment we may think it is right or satisfactory but there are consequences to the soul that we later have to deal with. From these negative consequences we can later see that our motivations were misguided because of our lack of understanding of our “true interest”. And although ignorance can be from being simply unaware, it can also come about in cognitive dissonance. When one deals with the consequences of their wrongful choice they go through cognitive dissonance, because it’s against our nature to go against our best interest. At this point, one has to decide whether they need to change their course of path or whether the consequences of their wrongful choice aren’t as bad
relieved by the end of fighting, there was now a void in the lives of
So, killing them would be the best option to make sure it does not happen again. There is no way to know for sure if a person is going to do any harm so killing a person with not knowing would be dangerous. It would also be pointless which could cause a lot of problems. Another thing would be to kill someone and have to live with the fact that you killed someone.
Doubt is commonly mistaken for a lack of faith in the things someone believes. I believe doubting something is the only true way to actually believing anything. If things are never critically thought and rather just blindly accepted then who is to say that view point or idea has any value or is worth while. This being said, I completely agree with Descrates when he says “If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things.” His quote simply explains that in order to seek truth we must doubt and that its necessary to doubt at least once everything.