2015: Shant

Wake up, we’ve got work to do…

Rise and shine… Your body aches and the voices in your head keep telling you to go back to dreaming. You lose all physical motivation as your body becomes weak. It’s only when you realize that something else is pushing you to get up, that all the issues end up being ignored. Something that ignores what everyone else says, what the mainstream tells you to do, what is known as possible and impossible. The path you’ve chosen is always awaiting you. It’s whether you’re ready for that path that will make the difference. You have to choose between success and failure; you can’t be in between. You either give everything you’ve got, or you don’t try at all. And, yes, it’s going to be difficult but remember the easy path is always an option. The easy path involves less stress, less difficulty but less reward. Less everything but the worst, lifelong regret. Even though voices keep repeating “how easy it can be to just give up”, ”maybe try next year” or ”you’re not ready yet”; you refuse to listen. You’re on your way now. Welcome to the ”breakdown”.

You will be training day in and day out; fighting in order to push yourself farther. Every day you test how much more you can go outside of the limitations. Your muscles, lungs, body, beg for comfort, but you’ve made up your mind. As you train and challenge, you can feel it. Something. Competition. An ultimate opponent, who you can’t see, never see him coming, but ”oh” you feel him at your heels, breathing down on your neck, ready to take you out on any mistake. That opponent is yourself. All the insecurities, broken relationships, mixed emotions, sibling fights, parent divorces, bullies, self doubt, thoughts of failure … all as one immense firing squad, ready to open fire while your back is against the wall. Fear, anger, sadness, confusion, all within yourself, ready to accompany failure on it’s mission to throw you into the dirt. Though you may feel underpowered, or outnumbered … stay on task. Your opponents may seem strenuous to overcome, but they are far from unconquerable. This is the fight you must endure, venturing into unchartered waters. Remember, you wanted this. As days turn into years, you must continue. Your life will turn into the fiercest battle royale between yourself and you alone. You must be aware at all times. Power can be a deceptive force. It can turn you into a king overnight or leave you to die as a starving peasant in a blink of an eye. It will keep you from seeing the details, the small slit in your defence that you forgot to prepare for. As long as you’re alive, your doubts will continue to look for that broken, weak point in your armor. And when finally, you feel you’ve done everything you could have done, when everything is prime, and your mind is set on overcoming all odds, as you’re ready to be tossed into the moment. It will be purely based on whether you are ready to “RUN a bit faster”, “SWIM a bit quicker”, “JUMP a bit higher” as you break the rules of everything known to be unthinkable within the laws of the universe… So rise and shine…

Oklahoma Tornado, 2013

Waking up from the horror … a father with his two children being greeted by the wreckage of a terrible natural disaster. This is just one of many examples of the losses and destruction caused by the 2013 tornado in Moore, Oklahoma.

The photograph does not show any proof of the mother being lost or found or where her whereabouts may be.


The photograph below does not show any proof of the mother being lost or found or where her whereabouts may be.

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$2 billion of damages. 377 injured. 25 killed. These are just a couple of results of the destruction caused by this 340 km/h twister.

For 37 minutes, the people of Moore had to hold on to their dear lives as they experienced the power and annihilation of the twister. It was the deadliest tornado since the Missouri tornado in 2011 that claimed the lives of 158 people. The Oklahoma governor declared the state of Oklahoma in emergency on May 20th.

The destruction of the Moore tornado was not anticipated. The tornado swelled from 1 to 2.6 miles in a time span of 30 seconds. It was estimated at 210 miles per hour. Devastation followed … 1,150 homes were destroyed in under 40 minutes.

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 Through all this darkness, there is some heavenly light that shines on the amazing survival of one lucky Oklahoma family. It was the end of school and Mrs. Palmore was ready to pick up her daughter. Monica, a 10 year-old daughter of Mrs. Palmore, thought of it as any normal day. Mrs. Palmore knew of the warnings and wished to take her daughter back home quickly . Instead, Mrs. Palmore and her daughter ended up taking refuge in a school bathroom. The power of the twister tore the roof completely off above them. Cars, debris, what used to be houses, were flying over their heads. Through miracle, they were both able to escape, but their mood was still sombre when they needed to find Monica’s father. Mrs. Palmore and her daughter returned to their completely destroyed home. It was in utter ruin. Monica could hear her father’s calls for help behind the debris inside a cupboard were he had taken shelter. Seconds after digging him free, the debris caved in on his hiding place and the rest of the house had collapsed. God only knows what would have happened if Mrs. Palmore arrived seconds too late, or maybe if Monica did not hear her father’s calls for help. Through all this misfortune of having everything they own completely destroyed by the tornado, the Palmore family can be thankful for not losing each other.

Jeff’s hospitality at the “house” of the woods

It was a typical saturday morning for Jeff. He woke up and prepared his equipment for his monthly hike up the mountain. Jeff lived in the city all his life but always made a habit of enjoying and enriching himself with what nature had to offer. Jeff’s mighty companion was named Ace, an adult sized golden retriever with hazelnut brown eyes. Jeff put his hiking boots on and rallied out of the front door with Ace. It took around 10 minutes to exit the main town and to get to the local trail. Jeff had taken this trail multiple times a year with Ace and never had had any trouble. It would take almost the whole day to scale to the top and back to the bottom, just as the sun would be dropping he would make it home. Jeff moved quickly and so did Ace. By four o’clock Jeff had already climbed up to ⅔ of the mountain. As he continued up the mountain a certain mist started to limit his vision from a distance. Jeff had dealt with fog before. As he continued, the fog only got worse. Jeff was having trouble seeing trees one or two metres ahead of him. As he continued up the mountain, Jeff heard a stick snap in the distance, Ace started to growl. Jeff pet his fur slowly to calm him down. Jeff had dealt with wild animals before and knew the best thing was to continue and mind your own business. With the fog increasing Jeff could not identify what it could be but made the prediction it was probably a smaller animal such as a squirrel or a bird. As he continued, he heard the sound of a large rock dropped upon another, Ace started to bark and ran towards the sound within the fog. Jeff yelled for Ace but Ace continued to run off. Jeff ran after Ace knowing he could not allow his dog to get lost within the forests … Running in fog, calling for Ace. Jeff eventually realized that he was not familiar with his location and it was starting to get dark. The forest was not a place to be during the night. Wild animals were the death of many hikers. Jeff knew he needed to find some sort of civilisation before night fell and probably start a search for Ace the next day. He quickly started to descend the mountain. After hours of searching Jeff saw a house in the distance . He felt a sense of relief thinking he could probably find some local residents or call emergency services. Jeff walked up to the house. As his feet stepped upon their front porch the wood creaked and squeaked. Jeff rang the doorbell … no answer; he knocked on the door …. no answer. Jeff explained his situation from outside the house in a friendly tone … still no response. Jeff turned the door handle and, oddly, the door was open. Jeff took a couple of steps within the house and noticed it was very quiet. Jeff kept believing it may had been an abandoned home but that thought soon fell away when he noticed that everything seemed to be normal within the house. A clean kitchen, a nice living room, well spaced out rooms. Everything was normal except …. the paintings. Jeff noticed that the paintings were a bit strange. Showing bodies with deformed arms and legs. Humans with multiple eyes and missing limbs. All the paintings had the same silver frame surrounding it. Jeff continued within the house and thought maybe the homeowner was upstairs sleeping. Jeff walked up the stairs and into the master bedroom. Nobody was there. In a sudden moment Jeff stopped and froze as he looked ahead of him in the corner of the room. Jeff was frozen in place in fear and and his heart rate was pumping at a abnormal beat. Jeff’s eyes were locked on a window that showed the trees outside. The only difference was the window had the same silver frame as every “painting” he had seen downstairs …

I’m home honey!

I had just visited the hospital. I had been seeing a young woman who worked as a nurse. She was beautiful; long blonde hair and blue eyes. She always had a keen sense of style. I was walking down the street on a sunny afternoon on my way home when I heard a strange noise coming from a tree. I turned right and, as the sound got louder, my curiosity grew. I approached with caution and viewed as a circular object was dangling at the top of the tree. My mind could not identify the object. Was it a ball lost by a young child? A balloon? A soup bowl? Whether it was any of those, my curiosity was soon diminished with the sight of children circling, probably trying to get their ball out of the tree.

I was 7 years old. I was outside running around and playing with the other children. We had been out for hours as time flew by. I enjoyed every second of it. Everything was perfect. Friends of mine noticed something in the tree. I looked up and out of nowhere, I felt a striking pain in the back of my neck. I stumbled to the ground, crying in pain. I could hear a sound of buzzing. It caused me much fear. All the other children ran away. As I regained my power to stand up, I was feeling nauseated. I could not see straight. I ended up returning home being greeted by both my parents. I did not tell them what had happened. Mom and Dad would get angry and refuse me the freedom of ever going out again. It was late so I went to my room and crashed on my bed.

I was covered in a sticky substance. I was in a huge yellow dome. I could hear the buzzing once again but to an extremely loud extent. There they were. Hundreds, thousands, millions. Large, fuzzy, sticky, yellowish things. A couple of them noticed me. They began to come near me. I was terrified at this point. They picked me up and started spinning me. I was yelling in fear. I could feel my neck pain increasing. Suddenly, all the pains of my body went numb and all went dark.

I woke up being greeted with the morning sun creeping through my window. My alarm had not gone off yet. I did not feel tired. I cleaned up and prepared for school. I took a nice warm shower. I felt my neck and something did not seem right. I grabbed a hand mirror and held it up against the back of my head while facing the wall mirror of my bathroom. My neck was completely spotless. I guess at the age of 7 anything is possible.

Ctrl+Alt+Del, America shuts down


Amazing as it may seem, it actually happened.   After months and weeks of haggling, and then a final, frantic day of brinksmanship on Capitol Hill, Congress last night failed to pass a bill to fund the U.S. government’s operations, shutting it down. In fact, it happened 17 years ago as well …

So, although this sounds like a script for an apocalyptic novel or film, this is real …

At the heart of the disagreement between Democrats and Republicans was Obamacare, a law that survived Republicans taking control of the House, a presidential election and a Supreme Court challenge. Attaching it to a deal to fund the government was the Republican Party’s last chance to block its rollout which begins Tuesday, October 1.

What is this all about, and what do you think about this? Write a critical analysis of the situation:

  1. After completing your research on the internet (Start your research here),
  2. write a short essay that includes an introduction, body and a conclusion (no headings in your essay),
  3. in which you mention your findings and explain your thoughts (for example, what does “brinkmanship” mean?).
  4. Then provide your essay with an interesting title and,
  5. after proofreading your work carefully,
  6. publish your essay in a post on Chameleon Corp.

Democracy is the polar opposite of totalitarianism….Or is it?

Democracy is represented as the total freedom of any society. Democracy is a form of government in which people choose the leaders by voting. The term democracy translated from latin is literally “rule, by the people”. Democracy is generally thought upon as a positive attribute to any government or large organization throughout Western civilisation. (Canada, USA) If democracy is known as the hero, who is the villain? What could be a sort of government that gives no power towards its people. A government that controls everything. Totalitarianism is a form of government that leaves all authority and power with the government. Communism, fascism, dictatorship, theocracy, monarchy, are all put under the category of totalitarianism. From definitions these two terms would sound as polar opposites but in practice, in the real world, both these terms have completely different effects.

The nazi era was run by a totalitarian form of government. The government was a fascist run government. The nazi party led germany to one of its most horrific times in history with the killings of over 6 million jewish citizens. Nazi germany was the kick starter to world war II leading to the deaths of many more innocent people. Monarchy on the other hand has been known as benign version of a fascism. Specific individuals rule the country and government but are kept in line by the people. The royals of the monarchy use their status to their advantage but again have to demand needs of the people in order to be respected. Many 1st world countries today are run through a monarchy system. (England, Netherlands, Sweden, Spain) All these examples of monarchy countries fall under a totalitarianism form of government and are not considered as terrible as they are perceived.

Democracy is the famous word used in all politics in the Western world. People are always reminded of their rights and freedoms by the media. Democracy originated in ancient greece allowing the “power to the people”.  In Western civilisation Democracy isn’t used for the right reasons. The United States has been notorious for using democracy/freedom as an excuse for committing terrible, immoral, unjust actions throughout the world. Does this make democracy the villain? For example the government of the United States claims they live with a democratic run society. They vote for practically everything. Do their votes even count? Who looks at their votes? Who is the perfect individual with many good morals, absolutely no bias, enjoys not fighting about anything, keeps strong ties with every religion known to mankind while also being an atheist, is not bribable and… Is within the government but does not listen at any of the governments commands, who is that “specific person” who counts the votes and makes the decisions. The truth is that there is no ”specific person” and there never will be. Democracy in the Western world is a scam and an abused term used in order to allow the majority of the population to believe they have power when they do not. The United states is a perfect example. They have participated in many wars worldwide that has never included the votes of their people.  Even the Canadian government when not supported to participating in both world wars by its own people, they still chose to go and fight. US congress, Canadian executive branch. Its always a group or party, in the government that makes the final decision. What happened to the power to the people?

In conclusion the term democracy is compared to totalitarianism as polar opposites but in reality they are very similar. In my opinion totalitarianism allows the people to know they do not have much power while democracy hides it from its people. Democracy does allow its people with many benefits (capitalism, free speech, non bias legal system) compared to totalitarianism.  The controversy that arises between both forms of government is when it comes down to the large decisions, its always the government that will step in. Within Western Civilisation the people are brainwashed by the media that democracy is being used in the right way. In final words. When both democracy and totalitarianism are compared as terms they are opposites. When both democracy and totalitarianism are compared in real life results, they are the same. In reality we live with a totalitarianism run government with a democratic face.


Roald Dahl’s Style of Writting

Roald Dahl is notorious for his short story endings. Roald Dahl’s short stories are written to include twists and turns in order for recognition and remembrance in the future by the reader. Deception is the general tone of the majority of his stories. Two of his many great writes include “The way up to heaven” and “Parsons pleasure”. Both these stories include suspenseful endings with deception. Suspenseful endings leave the reader with many thoughts and ideas to ponder.

Deception is used in order to increase the effect of a suspenseful ending.
“The way up to heaven” and “Parsons pleasure” are both stories written by Roald Dahl that include deception.“The way up to heaven” is a story about a fairly wealthy women named Mrs. Foster. Mrs. Foster has a relentless fear of missing transportation. She plans to visit her daughter and grandchildren. Mr. Foster is a much calmer and relaxed person, he takes his time and knows of his wife’s anxiety. Throughout the story the first mild suspense is created when the reader has a worry of Mrs. Foster not making her flight. Roald Dahl does this in order to keep the thoughts of the reader away from predicting the major twist towards the ending. Towards the middle-end of the story the suspense shifts when Mrs. Foster is spoken of being in Paris. In both stories the reader is left with a curiosity of the “real” conclusion. This is where the heavy suspense starts to cling onto the readers mind. The short story ends with Mrs. Foster coming back from her flight with knowing of her husband stuck in a elevator for over 2 weeks. Mr. Foster is murdered by starvation causing an ending with surprise, distress and questions running through the readers mind. Both wife and husband seemed to like each other. Why would Mrs. Foster leave Mr. Foster to die? “Parson’s Pleasure” is very similar. It includes the protagonist named Cyril Boggis. Cyril is an antiques dealer who tries to rip off farmhouse locals. Using his antique dealing knowledge he finds a priceless, rare, one of three antique set known as the Chippendale commode. He convinces the locals that the commode is worth practically nothing and he will be using it for firewood. He intends on buying it for 20$ and eventually selling it for much more. Cyril gets into his vehicle without knowing that in the same moment the farmhouse locals are destroying his so called “commode worth nothing” for the reason it can fit in his car. This causes much distress within the reader knowing the real value of the commode.

Both stories include the prediction of deception, triggering suspense that lingers in the mind of the reader. Placing feelings of distress within the mind of the reader is the main method that Roald Dahl’s uses for emphasizing the impact of deception. Everything falls into place. Distress sets the prediction of deception, predicting deception sets the stage for suspense. The formula has been engineered perfectly by Roald Dahl.

One more … before I quit

closeI was ready to quit after a terrible performance at the Nationals. The coaches and teammates were disappointed and unhappy. I turned to my father as I expressed that I did not want to continue. I took time sitting by myself and simply thinking, not about anything particularly, just thinking. All the days training and all the sacrifices seemed completely worthless during that moment in time. My father did not say a word. All pressure was gone with the attitude of having no expectations. I thought of my family, friends and school. I prepared for the next competition with no motivation. As I heard my name being called to the piste, all I could think about was going home. The opponents were warming up with a sense of intimidation. I prepared myself mentally, only to be discouraged again by viewing the number 1 Quebec fencer I was going to face. He had easily beaten me in the past. I had no expectation for my own individual performance. As I heard the famous “En Guard”, my heart was beating, “Pret” I could not feel my legs , “Aller”, a full push of genetically created survival instinct shot up my adrenaline and out of nowhere with a full speed two-step attack, I saw my blade slash the mask of my opponent. My mental motivation switched drastically and I knew I could overcome the odds. 1 point turned into 5 and by no time, I had my first win 5-3. Through difficulty, I kept going. Resulting in winning every bout in my pool, I returned to my bag to grab some water and food. I told my father of my success so far. My father said I should go for gold. I had no intentions of actually going for gold.

Through difficult struggle, I fenced and won more and more. From the first day I started fencing I would tell myself “as long as I get a medal, everything will be alright”. This was different. I knew, and my teammates knew, that I could win. I was still hesitant but I could not tell myself anything negative as it could jeopardize my mental positivity. Waiting for my next bout to be called, already in the semi-final, I could feel my heart pounding. I was deep in thought when I heard my name called; but something was not right. I also heard the name of my opponent. It was not just an average opponent; it was the best Quebec fencer for his age group. I had travelled many hours by plane, simply to fence to my defeat my mind tried to convince me. At the smaller tournaments it was always very close. At this point, I was worried. We both set up and prepared mentally and physically. I kept repeating in my head that it can go either way now. Then again I heard the voice of the referee repeat the famous words. I lost focus of everything else and only heard “Aller”! I fought as 1 point became 10 but my teammate was not letting up. We were neck-and-neck … all the way to the last couple of points … 14-13. I knew the next point would decide everything. I rushed forward to show commitment; then quickly took two large steps back leaving my teammate falling short of his attack. I then started my movement slowly forward. He was moving back and had a defensive position. I could hear a traditional African drum beat playing in the back of my mind, ready for the crash as soon as I attack. The beat got louder as I moved forward and I could sense the fear of my opponent shine through his mask; doing his best to get me … to panic or hesitate through fakes and stutter movements. At this point nothing could stop my focus. I forced my opponent to the end of the piste. The drums in my head faded and stopped.  I rushed forward with a two-step lunge and under the arm my blade went. I heard the sound of the machine go off and the crowd started clapping I watched as the points switched to 15-13. I turned to my coach and I gave him a hug. He told me I could have done better and I did not deserve the win, but I couldn’t care less about his opinion. I shook hands with my opponent and his coach and soon awaited the podium.

I returned to my bag of equipment with a smirk on my face. I was never the type that enjoyed jumping around in joy and celebrating loudly after winning. I saw my father, he told me that he was very proud. I shook his hand. Eventually after hours of waiting I found myself on the podium being called up as the 2011 National Champion for my age category. All stress was gone. One side of me kept asking why it was so easy. The other side could not relate to it when realizing how difficult it was. I returned to my bag and prepared to leave the venue. I spoke to my father, and he already had my mother on the phone. I explained to her everything and she was ecstatic. I could not understand what exactly happened that day. Religion? Family? Training? The housewives of West Vancouver? All I remember was I ended up reassessing my opinion on being ready to quit and kept a “no expectation” mentality for all my future tournaments.

The Landlady/William and Mary: a Dark Comparison

“The Landlady” is a short story that involves a young man named Billy Weaver who is represented as the protagonist. Billy Weaver is in need of finding a place to stay in London. He comes across a small place owned by a old charming lady. She tricks Billy Weaver with allowing him to trust her. Billy Weaver ends up being poisoned and murdered by her tasty almond tea. The themes of “The Landlady” include, mystery of not knowing what’s coming, being careful who you trust and terrible acts of murder. The suspense of this short story is the constant mystery that confronts the reader, as well as the thought of not knowing what will occur between the old woman and Billy Weaver. The story provides small hints to the reader that the protagonist does not catch on to. This adds constant suspense with allowing the reader to predict and give their own dark conclusions for the story.

“William and Mary” is a short story that centers on a troubled relationship. William the husband dies of cancer, Mary is left as a widow, confronted by the stipulations of William’s will.

Mary is seen to have a bad relationship with her husband. Even in the depressing situations of Williams death, she still finds reasons to be upset with him. William’s will specifies that certain parts of his body will be removed and kept alive in a certain manner. In essence, William is left as a brain in a glass bowl, with his eye floating on top, both being preserved by a certain fluid with an artificial heart pumping to keep him alive. William is to be taken care of by his wife, Mary. By the end of the story, it becomes clear that she is in fact holding William as a prisoner. The end of the story provides the reader a dark conclusion to think about. The themes of William and Mary include, sadness of a bad relationship, trust in relationships, and difficulties in relationships.

The suspense of William and Mary is ignited when the reader realizes that Mary is not entirely focused on the well-being of William. The story initially seems to provide some hope to the reader, but then soon changes with Mary turning into an antagonist and William being put in the position of a weak and defenseless protagonist.

Both these short stories have a twist to the tale … the initial positiveness is deceiving as a sudden twist towards the end leaves the reader with an unexpected surprise.   Nobody could have seen the old woman being a creepy, sneaky killer. Nobody could have known that Mary hated her husband enough to have no sympathy for his situation. Both these stories are well written and can be read to a wide range of audiences. These short stories are interesting throughout and provide the reader with a surprising conclusion.


Responsibility for the events in Macbeth

Macbeth is an infamous play written by William Shakespeare revolving around a person named “Macbeth” who is turned into a murdering dictator. But much attention has been brought on whether Macbeth was influenced by his wife to the point of committing and participating in critical events throughout the play. Macbeth’s curse is caused by three witches and many people say that in reality there are four including his wife, Lady Macbeth. Throughout the play Macbeth and Lady Macbeth have multiple conversations either agreeing or to the majority disagreeing with each other. During the play it gets very interesting to perceive on whether Macbeth is making his decisions on his own or whether he is being pressured and bullied into doing things he does not want to do by his own wife [example: He feels he will not want to kill a certain important someone in the play but after hearing how weak of a person he is and how he is not a real man from his wife he soon changes the tide towards Lady Macbeth’s favour.]. Throughout my written essay I will be discussing important scenes in which Macbeth and Lady Macbeth make dramatic decisions and I will help you understand why Lady Macbeth is the detonation code to Macbeth’s time ticking bomb.

It all starts when Macbeth had just received a prestigious award and is followed on by a promotion to the thane of Cawdor. He returns to his beloved wife in which she brings up the topic related to murdering the king while he stays over for the night. This is the conversation that proceeds.

Macbeth: “We will proceed no further in this business: He hath honour me of late; and I have bought Golden opinions from all sorts of people, Which would be worn now in their newest gloss, Not cast aside so soon.”
Lady Macbeth: “Was the hope drunk Wherein you dress’d yourself? hath it slept since? And wakes it now, to look so green and pale At what it did so freely? From this time Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To be the same in thine own act and valor As thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that Which thou esteem’st the ornament of life, And live a coward in thine own esteem; Letting “I dare not” wait upon “I would,” Like the poor cat i’ the adage? From viewing this conversation I was able to analyze it and shorten the wording for easier understanding.
Macbeth: “We are definitely not going to kill Duncan. I already have a great reputation and the last thing we need is for it to be lost so soon”.
Lady Macbeth: “Did you wake up strange this morning? Are you still the strong, proud, fearless man I used to know? Are you seriously going to give up the “A” class life simply because of your mindset of “I will never” overpowering your “I would”? Have you become useless?”

From viewing and analyzing this early conversation between Macbeth and Lady Macbeth I notice that Macbeth’s sanity surfaces and tells him not to kill Duncan. Then Lady Macbeth intervenes and explains that there is no point of thinking twice about it and how it is a opportunity.
She ends up manipulating Macbeth to the point in which he feels very guilty and pressured by his own wife. Macbeth eventually proceeds towards killing King Duncan and chaos is soon to be brought into the picture.

Following upon the murder of Duncan, the situation between Macbeth and Lady Macbeth escalates towards another tense, strange situation. When Macbeth returns blood covered, he is in the state of shock and cannot believe what he was done.[Note: during the play blood is shown as a theme of all the lives wasted. It is used many times to show how often people are being murdered. The ratio works easily: Lots of blood equals Lots of wasted lives] Macbeth follows on with speaking towards lady Macbeth in fear and guilt.

Macbeth: “I’ll go no more: I am afraid to think what i have done; Look on’t again i dare no”.
Lady Macbeth: “Inform of purpose! Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures: ’tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I’ll gild the faces of the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt”.

In this situation you can clearly see that Macbeth is feeling guilty and shameful for murdering Duncan. He explains to Lady Macbeth that he will stop what he has done and right in the moment Lady Macbeth once again pounces to ensure that Macbeth does not deviate from his path of planned murder. Lady Macbeth tells Macbeth that she will go “finish the job” with the daggers in order to cover up the situation for which it blames the murder on the servants. Lady Macbeth makes a comment during this scene stating “the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures” this is a very interesting comment because it reveals Lady Macbeth’s sociopathic tendencies which leads to another reason to how Lady Macbeth can easily be accountable for many of the deaths throughout the play.

After most of the main events, Macbeth and Lady Macbeth have a one of many little calm and relaxed conversations. They act and give the impression that they earned their social class while trying to deceive each other that everything is fine.
Macbeth: “Ourself will mingle with society, And play the humble host. Our hostess keeps her state; but, in best time, We will require her welcome.”
Lady Macbeth: “Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends; For my heart speaks they are welcome.”

In this small conversation Macbeth and Lady Macbeth speak as if everything is fine and nothing ever happened. They explain to each other that they must befriend the politicians, people, society in general in order to permanently cover up their terrible secrets. When comparing this scene with the first scene (The murder of Duncan) Macbeth has been influenced by Lady Macbeth that he sounds completely like a new person. Going from Macbeth (After murdering king Duncan) “I’ll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done” to Lady Macbeth (After all the events and constant influence from Lady Macbeth) “Ourself will mingle with society and play the humble host”, Macbeth seems to have completely forgotten what has happened and is trying to deal with accepting the situation and figuring out a way to live with the belief that everything is “okay”. Lady Macbeth had eventually succeeded in poisoning the mind of Macbeth. Changing the mindset of an individual to change for the worst was known as witchcraft, which once again leads to the discussion of lady Macbeth being the “fourth witch”.

Lady Macbeth was the real culprit for influencing Macbeth to do terrible deeds throughout the play. One could consider that Macbeth had a choice before committing the terrible crimes and, for that reason, he is the only one completely responsible for his actions. From early on in the play, it becomes clear that Macbeth is not completely convinced of his planned actions, although he is ambitious and wants to be king. Instead of convincing her husband about what is right, she spurs him on to evil actions. During the first conversation between this couple, Lady Macbeth gets Macbeth into the mindset that killing the king would lead to power and success. When Macbeth starts to doubt the decision, she manipulates him and influences him into eventually proceeding into murdering King Duncan. After Macbeth murdered Duncan, he is very afraid for his fate and expresses to Lady Macbeth that he cannot believe what he had done. In the heat of the moment, lady Macbeth practically tells him to grow up and explains that if he does not finish the job, then she will do it herself. In my opinion, from viewing the dialogue between Macbeth and Lady Macbeth, I believe that during every moment of hesitation in which Macbeth had, whether it was doing simple task or deciding to kill Duncan, Lady Macbeth was always there to give him that extra push; that extra jump of confidence to the point of making Macbeth himself believe that what he is doing is “okay” and there will be no major consequences.

Towards the end of the play, Lady Macbeth ends up committing suicide due to her insanity; not being able to withstand the memories of the moments in which blood had been spilled. One might make the argument that Macbeth influenced Lady Macbeth to commit suicide through decisions that lead to innocent lives being taken.  In my opinion, however, it is never how much the fire burned or how large it became, its all about how the fire was started.

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