Thursday, February 17, 2011
Shakespeare ala Alchemist
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
During my break from the blog
I've been intrigued by some of the ideas from The School of Night, as well as Shakespeare, naturally. Also as of recent I read The Great Divorce, half of The Pilgrim's Progress, and Robinson Crusoe. These few books have very similar ideas in their settings. Thus, The School of Night and Shakespeare, in general, have gotten me on the right road to start a short story. A friend of mine back home and I over Christmas break began this story, and some other classes' assignments have allowed me to continue jotting down and structuring what I want to say.
So here you have it, the first paragraph for an essay from another class. You'll see a couple of the most affecting quotes from Shakespeare and The School of Night. Keep in mind, a chess game is a stage, and the pieces are it's players; They all have an entrace in every game played, and if more than one's played then most will make their leave. And I suppose, a pawn can have many parts. This is an element which you'll seldom visit in the ensuing opening. I hope to further elaborate and layer this story out as I gather ideas from oncoming ideas and variables.
Action.
“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts.” (Shakespeare, 42) This is the truth. I learn’t this whence I was in the Void. How’s this the truth? Well, if you’re on a stage then you must believe that there’s an audience behind the fourth wall. It wasn’t so simple how I learn’t what I did whence I was there. Let me explain, this Void place is not of our world, the previous one. You see, the Void is beyond all cognition, anything and everything, whatever. It is timeless and spaceless. That it is to say, this place is beyond time and space thus containing infinite amounts of both. “Timeless and spaceless” is how you should understand this place to be; simply, because time and space do not matter, literally and figuratively. But wait, what’s the difference between here and heaven? There’s also a fine line between Soul and Mind. Remember, the Soul is matterless giving it infinite potential to freelance without its corporeal Body. “The weightless thoughts of man effectively control the massive universe itself, if correct principles of rational transformation – proper levers, pulleys, lenses, clocks, quadrants – can be found. The microcosm can not only reflect, but control, the macrocosm.” (Turner) In the real world, delving into, analyzing, and investigating your mind is the closest you’ll get to your soul in your body. The mind is a void itself and the infinite must be explored without the restriction of matter; it’s a fulcrum betwixt body and soul. This is the place where you learn to be like the gods. Remember you are never God, which would be hubris. But you have to transcend, and you must practice in order to do so.
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AMsN'sD prez info
It must be true, Shakespeare is everywhere. Even in bad movies, or should we say the criticism of the bad movies. In our case, the Rude Mechanicals rendition of Pyramus and Thisby's story is Santa Clause Conquers the Martians. There are a number of different critics and they are not all behind the same fourth wall. There's the fairies, who's 4th is beyond the stage and Pyramus and Thisby's audience. That being said, the audience, Theseus, Hippolyta, and the four lovers, are behind the second 4th. We have a peculiar comparison here because this layer seems to be where the main critics are viewing. These personae are the inspiration for Mystery Science Theatre 3000. The movies they watch are inspired by the horrendously hilariously Rude Mechanicals, and even in MST3K they are forced by their master to witness the cheap entertainment. The Rude Mechanicals are the lowermost layer, and embody the lowermost competence, regarding tragedy.
What's funny is that Santa Clause Conquers the Martians is (more specifically, was meant to be) a tragedy. The film about invasion turns into a travesty right quick, and these filmmakers are being put on display for their utmost incompetence, and it's funny to people or characters who are apt at identifying and critiquing. And they'll blab about anything that runs across the brim of their minds; for example, Theseus, Hippolyta, and Lysander numerously poke fun at Quince's Prologue's grammar prior to its conclusion. They're the archetype of the "front row."
Theseus, the master, makes a most convincing argument to Philostrate for why these Rude Mechanicals are worthwhile. It's an ignorant argument having never actually seen the play, but the argument stands lone and tall.
Philostrate - “A play is there, my lord, some ten words long, Which is as brief as I have known a play; But by ten words, my lord, it is too long. Which makes it tedious. For in all the play There is not one word apt, one player fitted…”
Theseus - “I will hear the play; For never anything can be amiss, When simpleness an duty tender it. Go, bring them in: and take your places, ladies.”
Theseus' ample argument is right for our taste because there are no boring books/texts/movies/general-form-of-art-or-entertainment, boredom lies within its beholder. But Theseus may have thought over what he's made him and his band others do. At the beginning of Act V, Theseus would have claimed that there's merit in every piece of art. But by the end, he says explicitly, "No epilogue, Your play needs no excuse." [a] Is Theseus the type of person who simply doesn't believe in epilogues, or [b] is it specifically the Rude Mechanical's Pyramus and Thisby epilogue that he'd like to avoid? B? There's four Acts to A Midsummer Night's Dream core story, but five Acts to its play. Act V is a tragedy because of the performance's objective storyline. Act V is a comedy for performance itself. Act V is a comedy to the aristocracy. But what is Act V to the fairies? Probably a comedy, but they do take the performance more seriously.