PROLOGUE Everything that begins, ends. And everything that ends, has it’s second coming. Whether it may be an idea, an event, or a person; ends are not final, just the means to restart. James knew this, so did John - so they could never long for each other, only anticipate the day when they once again would embrace each other like they once did. Their love was eternal, they insisted. That the sun and moon would cease to love before they did. That tides would quell and darkness reign. But the sun must set and so only then can the moon rise; one must lay low for the other to soar. Every day, week, and month are they doomed to chase each other, only to miss by the slimmest margin. Given sentience, they would yearn for the day they came together, …show more content…
An enduring monument to his inadequacy to which he would employ a slumbering retreat. He would wrestle with his body for a brief respite from the perpetual torture that was his insomnia, tossing and turning over every inch of his bed west of the fissure that was once full of love, but never would he attempt to traverse it’s curves and corners for fear of falling into it’s deep, depressive vicinity. He lay there, awake again. His mind a highway of thoughts, only this highway had no lights, no exits, and no colour. He was stood resolute, immovable in the vast sea of movement. Surveying the surroundings that lay before him, he saw only mountainous regions of terrain, casting even more monstrous shadows over him. Each one taller than the last and twice as dark. Some would have the carved faces of past friends, frozen in a state of lament, both in time, and stone. The only solace in the midnight world was a single patch of firm, fresh grass, with a tasteful tartan picnic basket - ribbons and all. Entirely devoid of food, yet still somehow quenching his desires. A single ray of light in an otherwise nefarious expanse, shrouded in atrocities unfit even for the infernal realms of hell. The lighthouse in treacherous waters, guiding him to the reliable shores that are his most vivid and treasured …show more content…
Necessities are the only occurrences now. The need for sustenance and hydration, primal urges. Personal hygiene being an essential and fundamental requirement in the modern era; similarly, grooming is expected, therefore performed. Concerns of fashion are retired in lieu of more pragmatic concerns, such as career and potential happiness. The mere notion of any intimacy is quickly disregarded as if James is able to divulge such thoughts for any length of time, he becomes increasingly unstable. He despised his new life, it’s disparity between the past brought many old truths upon his doorstep. He would glance towards the table, teeming with papers and letters, only to see the faint echoes of mornings past. He had assured himself that he would remain ignorant of all trinkets and trophies that were reminiscent of John, it was just too distressing to indulge. Despite his finest efforts, he would often break the ceasefire and consider an objects intimate significance, often to his dismay. He would only ever find sorrow in his efforts. He sat down with a bowl of Muesli, his breakfast meal of choice for any work day - he found ample comfort in the energy supposedly held by the rabbit food; in darkness, and companion-less, he ate his food, vehemently determined it would one day provide a surge of energy to his very much
I think the main idea the narrators is trying to emphasize is the theme of opposition between the chaotic world and the human need for community with a series of opposing images, especially darkness and light. The narrator repeatedly associates light with the desire to clear or give form to the needs and passions, which arise out of inner darkness. He also opposes light as an idea of order to darkness in the world, the chaos that adults endure, but of which they normally cannot speak to children.
I also don't own the idea, it was requested to me by the wonderful Amanda. Thank you so much! I hope I did this idea justice.
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Iron Towers. Terrible flames. Inhuman music, rising and falling. Grim depths and abysses, where only night holds sway and gruesome creatures crawl before their awesome Master. Through these disturbing images, and a masterful adaptation of the sonnet structure, Archibald Lampman summons forth The City of the End of Things.
Onward we walk; my master and I, until the sight of a small footbridge stops us in our tracks. With its haphazard stones that form a conglomerate arch upon which to cross, I freeze in fear. Directly beneath the bridge, I hear the interjections of water snakes hissing and slithering through the mosquito infested water. Virgil takes the lead and tests the bridge's sturdiness, signaling for me to follow. The bridge wobbles beneath us with each step taken. Its slipperiness and lack of walls to prevent the looming creatures under the water from consuming me strike fear in my heart. Crossing the bridge, I am met by the base of a mountain, fashioned with a tall, narrow opening that fades to eternal black. I enter. A rhythmic thumping grows louder
“Courage is not simply one of the virtues but the form of every virtue at the testing point, which means at the point of highest reality.” Clive Staples Lewis, known as C.S. Lewis, was a popular Irish author, famous for his Christian works, especially “The Chronicles of Narnia.” Throughout his novels, Lewis enlightened his readers with his views about faith. Although his novels were revolved around Christianity, Lewis was not always a believer. There were many things that influenced Lewis as a writer, but the most significant were his love of fantasy, his fascination with mythology, and his Christian beliefs.
In summation, the substance of To the Lighthouse is provided directly by life, it catches life in a fashion that I have yet to see in any other novel. I enjoyed this book very much, however I recognize reasons for people’s not liking it so much. It is undeniable that To the Lighthouse lacks progressive action that involves moral choices and decisions. The novel must tell a story. Although, who needs a story when an author perfectly captures a concept such as the world of mind time and the world of linear time and their relation to each other? For both are related to an inner and ceaseless reality.
For example, in the beginning of the story, Young Goodman Brown is leaving his wife Faith at sunset to go on a journey that cannot wait. The images of a sunset and of the approaching nighttime illustrate the fear of the unknown. Goodman Brown must travel through the darkness before he reaches the light of knowledge just as the prisoners in Allegory of the Cave must travel from the dark cave in order to reach the light. As the story continues, Hawthorne uses the image of a “dreary road, darkened by all the gloomiest trees of the forest” to heighten the fear of the unknown. Goodman Brown has left the comfort of the cave of confusion and is beginning to discover the imperfections of the world and of its people.
...freedom. Only then does he feel a sort of closeness when Robert’s hand is on top of his. As he continues to draw this cathedral with his eyes unopened, he becomes more and more inspired, using his imagination, leaving his old narrow-minded state behind. “My eyes were still closed. I was in my house. I knew that. But I didn’t feel like I was inside anything.” Through this experience he is able to be outside of his old self—the attitude that had held him back. Robert asks if his eyes are open. They are, but it doesn’t feel like it anymore. He takes a look at the world around him with his new-found sight and says, “It’s really something.” The reader cannot be sure the narrator’s attitude will continue to remain over time, but it would be hard for him to go back to what he once was. Never in his life, I imagine, had he dreamed he would learn how to see from a blind man.
“It was a large, beautiful room, rich and picturesque in the soft, dim light which the maid had turned low. She went and stood at an open window and looked out upon the deep tangle of the garden below. All the mystery and witchery of the night seemed to have gathered there amid the perfumes and the dusky and tortuous outlines of flowers and foliage. She was seeking herself and finding herself in just such sweet half-darkness which met her moods. But the voices were not soothing that came to her from the darkness and the sky above and the stars. They jeered and sounded mourning notes without promise, devoid even of hope. She turned back into the room and began to walk to and fro, down its whole length, without stopping, without resting. She carried in her hands a thin handkerchief, which she tore into ribbons, rolled into a ball, and flung from her. Once she stopped, and taking off her wedding ring, flung it upon the carpet. When she saw it lying there she stamped her heel upon it, striving to crush it. But her small boot heel did not make an indenture, not a mark upon the glittering circlet.
In the end, the journey the speaker embarked on throughout the poem was one of learning, especially as the reader was taken through the evolution of the speakers thoughts, demonstrated by the tone, and experienced the images that were seen in the speaker’s nightmare of the personified fear. As the journey commenced, the reader learned how the speaker dealt with the terrors and fears that were accompanied by some experience in the speaker’s life, and optimistically the reader learned just how they themselves deal with the consequences and troubles that are a result of the various situations they face in their
Murkiness speaks to the peril hiding all through the verse. The startling pictures dive from the ethereal anguish brought through the obscure force of the midnight hour. The shadows, the hopelessness, the scariness—all encapsulate the setting and environment inside of the lyric. A particular reference adds fuel to the night's fire: the Night's Plutonian shore. The writer takes the pursuer to the pits of hellfire with his suggestion to the Roman lord of the underworld… and obviously, tending to the shore would be the ferryman prepared to take the dead crosswise over to the entryways of Hades. The fact of the matter is self-evident: this is a horrible
...r but Octavia tells him "You not a bum," she says. "You a man."(p.404) This is significant because it shows he is not seen as a young boy by his mother anymore, he is now seen as a man. We see the influence and change in James by all of the life lessons his mother instills in him, she tells him he needs to not cry, to be strong, and be able to stand alone symbolizes that he must be independent, he must also put others before himself and do things he may not like to do but must do as a necessity to live, such as killing the cardinal birds for supper. Helena also shows James that everything in life you must work for, that is why she tells him to take out the trash cans.
is suddenly deprived of illusions and of light, man feels a stranger. His is an irremediable exile,
“The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky – seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness.” (96)