Examples Of Persian Mysticism

In this essay I will be showing specific examples from the novel and how the examples are linked to Persian culture. I will be bringing up Marjane Satrapi’s background, Marji’s family in the book, and the environment that the novel takes place in to help prove my point. The Persian Culture affects the novel Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi, this is shown in the novel through characters like Marji, her mother, and her grandmother. Even though this novel took place in Iran, many Persian inspired themes occur. In the graphic novel Persepolis, Marjane Satrapi explores Persian culture and implements it throughout the book. This is done through her values, education, and her pride.

The idea of karma is also drawn in a scene in spring where the old monk ties a huge stone on the

"[...] trying to fill a sieve with sand […] And the faster he poured, the faster it sifted through with a hot whispering. His hands were tired, the sand was boiling, the sieve was empty" (Bradbury 78)

The poem “Facing it” by Yusef Komunyakaa has a tone that will haunt a reader well after they are done reading it. The poem is about the author, a veteran visiting the Vietnam veteran’s memorial for the very first time. The author describes the emotional impact the visit has on him. The author uses lines such as “I said I wouldn’t, dammit: No tears.” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 3-4) and “I’m stone. I’m flesh” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 5) to drive home the emotion and deep feelings in the poem. Throughout the poem the author utilizes personification to add to the effect and tone of the poem as well. The author talks about the memorials stone as if it were alive. He uses the line “I turn this way –the stone lets me go.” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 9). This is an example of the personification the author uses to help bring the stone to life. The author feels the stone truly has a strong hold on him.

“He stepped back from the quicksand about a dozen feet or so, and, like some huge prehistoric beaver he began to dig” (Connell 26). Rainsford had dug a huge hole and covered the bottom with sticks pointing up, it was covered with a pile of sticks and leaves to blend it in. “The he felt an impulse to cry aloud with joy, for he heard the sharp crackling of the breaking branches as the cover of the pit gave way; he heard the sharp scream of pain as the points made there mark” (Connell 27).

which I now feel as most severe evil” (6) describes how his feelings got out of hand.

The poem “Facing it” by Yusef Komunyakaa has a tone that will haunt a reader well after they are done reading it. The poem is about the author, a veteran visiting the Vietnam veteran’s memorial for the very first time. The author describes the emotional impact the visit has on him. The author uses lines such as “I said I wouldn’t, dammit: No tears.” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 3-4) and “I’m stone. I’m flesh” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 5) to drive home the emotion and deep feelings in the poem. Throughout the poem the author utilizes personification to add to the effect and the tone of the poem as well. The author talks about the memorials stone as if it were alive. He uses the line “I turn this way –the stone lets me go.” (Komunyakaa, 1947, line 9). This is an example of the personification the author uses to help bring the stone to life. The author feels the stone truly has a strong hold on him despite only being an object.

The stone was cold and I could feel the pain swelling up inside. I took a step towards the edge, I thought to myself, “One more step and the worries would end…” if only it was that easy.

“In the dawn there is a man progressing over the plain by means of holes that he is making in the ground. He uses an implement with two handles and he chucks it into the hole and he enkindles the stone in the hole with his steel hole by hole striking the fire out of the rock which God has put there. On the plain behind him are the wanderers

For days he stayed there, curled up by the wall. The sun would rise, somewhere, illumine the mouth of his pitiful den, grace the cold rock in front of him with a soft blue sheen, and set again, immersing his life in empty darkness. One day, two, three, he stopped counting, buried his mind in the chambers of his soul where a soft dim warmth still glowed. Waves of grief passed through, turned him over in riptides of hungriest despair, roaring death pounded nightly at his door, and then, hearing no answer, tore away again, letting warm comfort envelop him and soothe his damaged

As he walked past the water he saw what was left of what was once his domain, a ruined memory of what he considered his golden age. Abandoned towers, broken pipes, and beanstalks grown up to great heights, leftovers of a world that he knew and loved, over and gone what once was golden and bronze. Afterthoughts of what was now gone leave him depressed, leaving him angry and sad, something which he would surely lose sleep over. Yet somehow he knew he had it good now, his life wasn't over and gone in a pile. Walking past the shores and the dock on the water, he looked past the bricks, the blocks in a pile. He noticed great items, thrown in the water, fungus and ferns and tossed about the area. These items he once used, he would swallow them whole,

Wilderness his head broke into light and he vomited and scream. Then he went down only this time to rest to save something or himself he closed his eyes and slept dreamless deep and down. But he turned his head without moving his body and saw that across the lake the sky was a light gray.

The overall essence of the stones in this short story is filled with hostility and malicious actions, which no one expected. The fact that the village had thrown away all

It was a pretty normal morning on Farmer John's farm. The air was crisp. A fog lifted lazily out of the deep, cool valley. The sky in the east took on a bright orange glow as the sun crept over the horizon welcoming in the new day.

In various cultures, human hardship and suffering can be viewed in many different ways, from a cultures belief system and values, or from personal choices. As mythological stories are read, we can see some common patterns and messages that emerge throughout different cultures. This paper will illustrate the human hardship and suffering in through the cultures of Greece, Rome, Babylon, Norse and Iceland.