Dante's Inferno Dialectical Journal

At the start of the poem we find Dante in the dark forest(Inf. 1.2). Not much description is given maybe to show Dante’s disorientation. Whether the disorientation is spiritual, physical, moral or political; that is unclear at the start of the poem. The poem us written this way so reader can identify with Dante. It is also written in such a way that sometimes it is difficult to understand some parts, you sometimes have to read it backwards to get a better understanding.

After using the toilet, he washed his hands, and then splashed some water onto his face to refresh himself. He eyed himself in the mirror. A mangled face stared back. Nothing was right, as usual. One corner of his mouth was set in a permanent droop, and his skin, so marred by scars, looked as if someone had painted his skull with thick smears of uneven paint. Apparently he’d been in a car accident as a very young child, and this was the doctors’ best attempt at damage

In the first circle of hell Dante talks about the "noble castle" otherwise known as the seven-walled castle. The addition added to medieval thinking offers explanations about who was residing at the seven-walled castle. While Dante and Virgil were on this journey, they come to an area full of light. Those who reside here are favored by heaven. Virgil is then welcomed back to his home, where Homer and three great poets also live. All five people accept Dante as one of themselves. They continue on and reach a seven-walled castle. Inside is a green meadow and people who are famous for their deeds. This reveals that Dante believes that people believes there are good people in hell that should be allowed to be in light and favored by heaven for

Journeys can be taken many ways. Some people take the path less traveled and some people take the easy way out. Dante happens to be on journey that is less traveled, by exploring the depths of Hell in the Inferno. The epic poem’s story is about self-realization and transformation. It sees Dante over coming many things to realize he is a completely different person from the start of the Inferno journey. Dante sees many things that help him gain courage in order to prove to himself and the reader that accepting change and gaining courage can help one to grow as a person and realize their full potential. After seeing people going through certain punishment Dante realizes that he must not seek pity on himself and others in order to fully realize his true potential.

Cas grumbled slightly, still limp as Dean held him up. "No! I'm an angel of the lord. We don't get sick"

I began to sweat and I remember the feeling of my clammy hair sticking against my helmet. I looked at Jedd for any sign of distress. He remained picturesque, his only shift in his expression was a hint of distaste, perhaps at my blotchy red cheeks. We stayed like that for a long time. I quietly begged to be brought back, but he kept repeating that he couldn’t recall the route.

“I never lied!” She screamed. Ms. Hemmings shot up grabbing her uncleared dinner plate. Sage looked down at her hands twisting her fingers around anxiously. Luke couldn't make out the words she was muttering to herself. He took another bite of his mashed potatoes. Sage kept muttering under her breath trying

“You drooling in your sleep,” Even teased, ripping out the image and folding it before Isak could see, which was odd considering he usually showed him whatever he was drawing. Isak didn’t linger on it as he was too embarrassed by the prior statement.

The mission was annoying Dante because of it being too easy it was a bother for someone who had stack of work to get done. As he walked along the empty dirt path he could hear a distant cry of a baby. He took his time as he went to inspect the shrieking noises coming from the edge of the path. A bright pink blanket stuck out like a sore thumb in the dried tall grass. Pein hurried over to the bundle. A baby with big emerald green eyes had tear trails running down the sides of her face. He held the baby close to his chest and quickly set off back to the base.

“You should probably get yourself checked out,” Alex finally said pointing to Sam’s cut. “You took a pretty good hit against that car.”

“I didn’t know there were monsters in this area! And I didn’t expect a group this big to come after us.” Callia answered.

wind slowly whistling across the oak trees. “Mom, they all think that I’m a demented freak! What’s the point of going to school if I can’t even focus!?” Ellie forced a yell, but you could tell that her voice was weak from all the previous crying, and her eyes were dark and sunken in from all the sleep-deprived nights. But if I were you, I wouldn’t dare call her an insomniac, even if you find it to be true, because she always desperately tries to convince herself that she’s normal.

Hesitation. It lasted so long, one might begin to ponder if there was even anyone there to do the hesitating, or if the question fell on an empty room, until a second voice eventually piped up from the concealment of silence. “I guess, if memories count.” Deeper, huskier tones betrayed this speaker as a man. While he sounded younger than her, perhaps in his

“Uh, yeah I’m fine… Nate…” I say uncomfortably. I guess he picked up on that, so then he looked down at himself.

Research Reflections: As someone who is new to conducting interviews, is deprived of working social skills and an outgoing attitude, and lacks the confidence to meet new people, this research project stands as one of my worst nightmares. Meeting new people and interviewing them for more than ten minutes is my journey of Dante’s Inferno. The first steps into the Inferno were easy: finding people. Venturing deeper into the more treacherous portion of the journey involved: meeting up with interviewees, conducting the interview, and keeping my demeanor calm. Social media is the greatest tool to uncover people willing enough to give ten minutes of their day to a stranger. The greatest detriment to the process is myself. Being able to formulate questions, talk to someone I do not know, and stay completely partisan simultaneously proved to be the difficult portion of the Ethnographic Project. I want to inflict my own beliefs and values on people at times, and give them my feedback on how they think; I had to restrain myself. At moments, I could tell that my apparent homosexuality makes people shyer about answering as truthfully as they could. Homosexuality is a difficult discussion topic. It is often misunderstood as being primal and overly sexualized. Meanwhile, society wants to stay politically correct about it, even though my research is uncovering the not-so-politically correct connections between minorities and homosexuals. In general, minorities view homosexuals negatively and homosexuals view minorities negatively.