Macbeth has a lot to it. I know that sounds completely obvious & stupid, but just hear me out. The play has a lot of layers, between the relationship of the Macbeth’s, their drive for success, & the overall evil of this play, you can’t help but feel like a kid with ADD trying to suck the meaning out of it.
The most obvious theme [& the one I plan on talking…erm…typing about] is the downfall of ambition. Everybody is ambition, it’s really one of the most human of emotions to have. But what happens when that ambition goes too far?
Macbeth explores this. It looks into the affects of what society would deem as being too ambitious. Greedy even. I think this play is so popular, because everyone can relate to it. Like I said, it’s a common, human emotion. The theme itself is presented by Macbeth himself.
The dream or goal was brought about by the witches. They look the seed in the ground. Then, with a little bit of watering, it grew out of control. I would like to think that under normal circumstances, Macbeth wouldn’t be the type just to murder a crap ton of people. Lady Mac had a lot to do with this, pushing him forward fulfill this “goal.” It’s tragic that Macbeth, successful in his own right, will eventually meet his downfall for trying to get too far ahead.
This same theme is played out in today’s times. I’d like to think of reality tv as a modern ‘Macbeth.’ The way everyone is always trying to get ahead in them. They think they can win & will do anything to get what they want. All for success & fame, they are willing to compromise their values. It makes for amazing television, but disgusting aftertaste when you sit down to think about it.
Macbeth is a classic for a reason. I know I say that a lot, but it’s themes are timeless. All of us can relate to the epically [tragic] ambitions of the one, the only, Macbeth.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Make Up: Fated To Choose?
There has always been a debate as to if we are the makers of our own destinies or not. Countless hours have been spent debating it, countless lives have been lost fighting about it, countless theories have been made about it. Who has the right answer though?
Truth be told, I’m not sure anybody knows. I know I don’t have a good answer, but I do have some thoughts on it.
I personally don’t subscribe to the belief of ‘higher powers.’ I would like to say that I am a morally sound person [or I’d like to believe as much] & that I hate it when people look down upon me for that. With that being said, I don’t believe in ‘fate.’ I don’t think some divine power has our lives completely planned out. I’ve even heard lots of people say that the whole reason how come we can commit wrong & sin, is that we were granted the right of free will.
We can make ourselves into whatever we want to be. It’s the American dream really. If you want to become a doctor, you can become a doctor, if you work hard enough at it. In theory, our lives are under our control.
I can’t help but question my own thought though. How do you explain coincidences? Would you call it fate that you & the love of your life should have known each other through a mob of people but yet… didn’t? Fate has existed throughout history for so many years. Has it been there for a reason?
To tie it all together, maybe it’s a bit of both.
When those moments happen, I can’t help but love the feeling & how it feels like maybe, maybe you’ve made the right decisions & this is what/where you’re suppose to be. I wish could solve the infinite question, the million dollar question, but all I have are some ideas & a hodgepodge answer.
Truth be told, I’m not sure anybody knows. I know I don’t have a good answer, but I do have some thoughts on it.
I personally don’t subscribe to the belief of ‘higher powers.’ I would like to say that I am a morally sound person [or I’d like to believe as much] & that I hate it when people look down upon me for that. With that being said, I don’t believe in ‘fate.’ I don’t think some divine power has our lives completely planned out. I’ve even heard lots of people say that the whole reason how come we can commit wrong & sin, is that we were granted the right of free will.
We can make ourselves into whatever we want to be. It’s the American dream really. If you want to become a doctor, you can become a doctor, if you work hard enough at it. In theory, our lives are under our control.
I can’t help but question my own thought though. How do you explain coincidences? Would you call it fate that you & the love of your life should have known each other through a mob of people but yet… didn’t? Fate has existed throughout history for so many years. Has it been there for a reason?
To tie it all together, maybe it’s a bit of both.
When those moments happen, I can’t help but love the feeling & how it feels like maybe, maybe you’ve made the right decisions & this is what/where you’re suppose to be. I wish could solve the infinite question, the million dollar question, but all I have are some ideas & a hodgepodge answer.
Make Up: I don't do this whole... 'Medieval' thing.
I don’t even want to think about life in Medieval time. I wouldn’t say I’m prissy, but I would assumed I’d get eaten alive in the way “guys” act.
Sure, I could maybe be an artsy man. I would get away with engulfing myself in the musical of the time. I’m sure I’d look pretty fierce in tights & ruffles, playing my lute… or not. I like my clothes tight, but not that tight. Also, minstrels were… kind of poor. I know, I know. Everyone was poor in these times, but it still wouldn’t be nice to be hungry all the time.
& that’s another thing. Food? Oh PLEASE. You have to be kidding me. I love soup. Soup is delicious, but I have no plans on going on a virtually all liquid diet. Carbs are delicious though, so in theory, I’d be totally okay with bread. I need some class.
Back to the arts though, I could maybe see myself as an actor. Some of the most classic of literature was created during this time. On the other hand though, you had to pretty much be straight out of the womb to be an actor. They had little boys play girls. There would still be stuff for me to do though, in the theatre world.
So it’s pretty much decided, I need to live the “high life” during these times.
If I, for some reason, were to be stuck in the lowly life of the… common person, I wouldn’t make it. All of the hard labor, doing everything by hand. I have no affinity for dirt. Come on, people! Do you really think I could go months without showering? Two words: Nev-er. This isn’t the most manly of things to say, but hey, we’re not keeping track, I have a weak immune system. I would probably die at a young age from disease. Ha. Plus, there weren’t any -whispers- homosexuals. I’m being realistic here in the fact that I wouldn’t want to be with a woman, especially some of those… erm… “winners.” No thank you. I don’t do the whole mule thing.
Basically, I don’t do this whole Medieval thing. :P
Sure, I could maybe be an artsy man. I would get away with engulfing myself in the musical of the time. I’m sure I’d look pretty fierce in tights & ruffles, playing my lute… or not. I like my clothes tight, but not that tight. Also, minstrels were… kind of poor. I know, I know. Everyone was poor in these times, but it still wouldn’t be nice to be hungry all the time.
& that’s another thing. Food? Oh PLEASE. You have to be kidding me. I love soup. Soup is delicious, but I have no plans on going on a virtually all liquid diet. Carbs are delicious though, so in theory, I’d be totally okay with bread. I need some class.
Back to the arts though, I could maybe see myself as an actor. Some of the most classic of literature was created during this time. On the other hand though, you had to pretty much be straight out of the womb to be an actor. They had little boys play girls. There would still be stuff for me to do though, in the theatre world.
So it’s pretty much decided, I need to live the “high life” during these times.
If I, for some reason, were to be stuck in the lowly life of the… common person, I wouldn’t make it. All of the hard labor, doing everything by hand. I have no affinity for dirt. Come on, people! Do you really think I could go months without showering? Two words: Nev-er. This isn’t the most manly of things to say, but hey, we’re not keeping track, I have a weak immune system. I would probably die at a young age from disease. Ha. Plus, there weren’t any -whispers- homosexuals. I’m being realistic here in the fact that I wouldn’t want to be with a woman, especially some of those… erm… “winners.” No thank you. I don’t do the whole mule thing.
Basically, I don’t do this whole Medieval thing. :P
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