Oedipus Caesar Journal Entry

Suddenly another person was on the ladder with me. I pulled my sword out of its sheath and started to fight the man on the ladder with me. I fought him as best I could with the position I was in. I feared that I would either die or fall off the ladder and get hurt. I was here to help my fellow Ottoman’s expand our empire. If we won the battle I will accomplish one of my biggest goals, helping our empire expand. I also think I will finally accomplish my goal of getting a wife if we win the battle. I continued to fight the man on the ladder slowly growing more and more tired. I thought about what would happen next week if we won the battle, we will probably start burying the dead. Suddenly I was caught off guard by the man I was fighting and was knocked off the ladder and landed on the ground hard. I knew it was coming, I knew I was going to

Ten minutes passed in absolute silence. Caterina had made herself comfortable leaning against the hood of the Hyundai along with her father, whose Rec7 rested on his lap. Andrea had sat down on a bench near the barn door as soon as she had come out, and she hadn't moved an inch, except to lower her head into her hands. Hershel was standing by himself at the side of the road, while the Governor's men stood with each other in the street.

Is it possible to have too much ambition? Individuals with ambition either have a strong desire to accomplish a goal or the determination to fight for what they believe in. Leaders, and all individuals, for that matter, have admirable qualities that make them unique and successful. However, excessive ambition can destroy a leader, clouding their judgment and corrupting the qualities that brought them success in the first place. Although celebrated leaders Brutus and Oedipus are characterized by their integrity and dedication to the people they serve, the distinct ambition of each man corrupts their judgment and ultimately leads to their demise.

Ever since the dawn of time, it appears that psychics and fortunetellers attempt to predict the future. Some people believe that these fortunetellers benefit people in allowing the freedom of choice when dealing with an important decision. The classic Greek play, “Oedipus the King,” by Sophocles, demonstrates this belief of predicting the future. Along with this argument comes the question of whether we truly have the freedom of choice. According to Bernard Knox, Oedipus had only one freedom throughout the play: the freedom of pursuing the truth. He believes that this sets up the tragedy and drama of the play. He further goes into saying how this freedom reveals his “courage, intelligence, perseverance, the qualities that make human beings

She had an obligation to conduct such research, which could have been by starting further dialogue with Oedipus to inquire into his background and ensure that he was indeed not her son. As a result, the scars on Oedipus’s ankles and his limp were sufficient evidence to put the responsibility on Jocasta to further inquire into the matter before marrying Oedipus, and puts the blame on her for the marriage that results.

Two upper-class men named Flavius and Murellus are talking with a carpenter and a cobbler. Murellus angrily mocks the men by telling them that they are so easily manipulated because they praise caesar even though he killed Pompey, who they previously praised. Both upper-class men are not very fond of Caesar for an unstated reason but we know from history that they don't like him because he talks about himself as a God and takes away from the upper class’ power.

Bavaria was founded in the 6th century along the Naab River which was later called the Upper Palatinate. The Bavarian Duke Odilo vassalised the Slavic princes of the eastern areas of Germany. After many conflicts with the Lombards and other tribes, the Duchy was administered by Frankish administers. The 8th Century was a time of change in Bavaria. This was during the time of Christianization and had just begun to spread into Bavaria. Foundations were created and Pope Leo III ended up founding the first Eccleastical Province in Bavaria. Bavaria had a lot of problems around the 8th and 9th centuries. The state was constantly attacked by the neighboring Hungarians who were able to ravage their lands. It wasn't until a new ruler named Arnulf successfully

I Aristodemus am at home, I was sent home due to a severe eye infection although another Spartan named Eurytus was sent home with me, with the same condition but turned back to fight. My friends, those fighting this very moment are like brothers to me, they are fighting valiantly with great determination using all their strength to honour our King. The Persians numbers are massive compared to we Spartans who only have three hundred soldiers. We Spartans will never give up, we are as powerful as a tsunami, as fierce as a tiger and as brave as a bear. We will not be defeated no matter what happens. Victory seems so close, I wish the best for my

When observing the play “Oedipus The King”, there is no doubt that it is a tragedy. However, it is quite hard for one to tell exactly what kind of tragedy it favors. I am stuck between two that I think could be fitting for this play. “Oedipus The King” could either be a medium or low tragedy. It is obvious that Oedipus is the hero and he fall, but which tragedy does the play fit? To answer this question one needs to weigh the options.

Do you feel pity, sympathy, indifference, disgust, sadness, etc. for Oedipus? Why? How does the play support your feeling(s)?

Bit by bit, you started breaking him. Bit by bit, you tore him down. He didn’t realize it at first, but you were slowly destroying him inside. You aren’t that person who is viewed as a hero who overcame obstacles, there was nothing there; no wall blocking you out. When his guard was let down, he let you in -- opening, about everything. So why did you think it was necessary to rub salt into open wounds or scratch scars open again? Have you ever stop and consider his feelings or were you high on being righteous, truly believing that every thought spoken out loud was honorable? You are no hero, king, nor a prince charming. You didn’t sweep him off his feet, you cut the ground out from under him. Where is, he supposed to stand now? Where will the

As I was walking to the door to check out what was happening Beowulf flies into my house and attacks me. I however was a 65 year old lady who could not fight as well as the strong, young Beowulf could. After a long hard battle I ended up dead on the floor while Beowulf celebrated his yet another “victory” over my body. Beowulf not only killed me, but he made me watch my own son’s death, the ultimate pain as a loving

My head fell back onto the pavement. I was too shocked and paralyzed to move. A thud by my temple got my attention. Before my fingers clenched onto my sword, red blood poured out of my neck, wetting the skin over my collar bone. Claws dug a flesh wound into my jaw, succeeding at pushing my head back further into the ground. My back felt bruised. More blood poured out and I choked.

Today the Globe Theater put on Julius Caesar by a new playwright by the name of William Shakespeare. It was definitely worth my penny to attend. It was a night to go down in history, a night I surely wouldn’t be forgetting anytime soon.

When I was reading “Oedipus Rex” by Sophocles, the play effectively toyed with my emotions and gave me a new perspective on Greek cultures and plays. Before reading “Oedipus Rex,” I always thought the only job of the chorus was to sing their lines. I had no idea that the Greek chorus had three important roles during the play. They represented the common people, enhanced the mood, and advised the protagonist. After I realized that the Greek chorus was an important part in the telling of the play, I gained a better and new appreciation for chorus. My emotions seemed to be bi-polar throughout the play. For example, one moment I felt disgusted that Oedipus married his mother and killed his father, but the next moment I felt sorry that Oedipus