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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neavzy87:22527</id>
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    <title>My Two Best Entries...</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T03:12:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-24T03:12:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hey MG here are my two best entries from Semester 2. They are Week 2 (a) on the "Binsey Polars" and Week 7 (b) on D. H. Lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2 class="entryheading"&gt;8/3/07 10:54 am - Week 2 (a)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entrytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"BINSEY POPLARS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="3"&gt;The poem "Binsey Poplars" is a poem by Gerald Manley Hopkins. This poem is quite powerful as Hopkins relates nature and humanities effect on it with personal tradgedies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the sun in the first stanza creates Hopkins inscape or a picture for himself on the inside. The sun is powerfully described as being engulfed, overcome and imprisoned&amp;nbsp; by strength and power of the Popular tree.&lt;br /&gt;It describes the life that was there, which is Hopkins own personal inscape.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"...Not spared, not one&lt;br /&gt;That dandled a sandalled&lt;br /&gt;Shadow that swam or sank..."&lt;br /&gt;The tree is gone now and so the once beautiful image of the tree engulfing the sun and the shadow it left upon the scene is lost forever. One thing that struck me about this poem was the repitious nature of the poem and it shows the anger and sadness in Hopkins at tghe falling of the Poplar Tree. His mourning is very dramatic through the reptiton and he is almost lamenting upon the idea of the tree. This is highlighted through the language enacting the meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Another dramatic image or idea about this poem is that Hopkins quite gruesomely compares the falling of the tree with loosing ones eye ball. As a prick can take away an eye, a hack can take away the tree. The gruesome image such as the loss of sight through a prick to the eye ball is due to the fact that he could see the tree but without the tree he has nothing to look at.&lt;br /&gt;Hopkins also claims in the thrid stana that we as the audience have "unselve". By cutting down the tree, Hopkins believes we as humans are robbing ourseleves by...&lt;br /&gt;"...Ten or tweleve, only ten or twelve&lt;br /&gt;Strokes of havoc unselve."&lt;br /&gt;Noone can no longer see this beautiful sight and therefore he, Hopkins, has lost his inscape. The final three lines are very powerful for the reason that it acts like a lullaby with hopkins remembering and reflecting on the loss of the Poplar Tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2 class="entryheading"&gt;9/9/07 01:49 pm - week 7 (b)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entrytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;D.H. LAWRENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Lawrence as a poet&amp;nbsp; impacted upon me. His poem "Snake" had a tremendous impact upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;SNAKE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Lawrence uses elongated words to create a melodic &lt;font size="3"&gt;sound or rhythm that embodies the movement or slither of the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;snake. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The alliteration of the "s": &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;"slackness", "soft", "stone" &lt;font size="3"&gt;along with the repitition of "and" adds to the flow and gives a neverending feel just like the body of the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;snake&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;There is a sense of a primal being with a &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="7"&gt;ritualistic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt; feel giving an awe at this wonderful event.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;He allows himself to conform to the expectations of others. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;It is these people who he &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993300" size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;CRITICIZES!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="4"&gt;He has thrown away what he needs to know; what he is searching for but he is &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;scared &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;so his educated mind prevents him searching or discovering this new &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;TRUTH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>FINAL COMMENT ON WEEK 12</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T02:57:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-24T02:57:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Roselie i thought i would comment on your journal as a whole from semester 2. Your journal is outstanding with your thoughts on the suject questions and also your own thoughts. I would like to focus on the speech made by Charlie Chaplin in "The Great Dictator".&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;"&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="4"&gt;I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible - Jew, Gentile - black man - white.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff6600" size="4"&gt;We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness - not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there's room for everyone and the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff6600" size="4"&gt;The way of life can be free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls - has barricaded the world with hate - has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff6600" size="4"&gt;The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in man - cries for universal brotherhood - for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world - millions of despairing men, women, and little children - victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear me, I say: 'Do not despair.' The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed - the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff6600" size="4"&gt;Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes - men who despise you and enslave you - who regiment your lives - tell you what to do - what to think and what to feel! Who drill you - diet you - treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts. You don't hate, only the unloved hate - the unloved and the unnatural!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff6600" size="4"&gt;Soldiers! Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth chapter of St Luke, it is written the kingdom of God is within man not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In you! You, the people, have the power - the power to create machines. The power to create happiness! You, the people, have the power to make this life free and beautiful - to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy - let us use that power - let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world - a decent world that will give men a chance to work - that will give youth a future and old age a security.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" color="#ff6600" size="4"&gt;By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They do not fulfil that promise. They never will! Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfil that promise! Let us fight to free the world - to do away with national barriers - to do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason - a world where science and progress will lead to all men's happiness. Soldiers, in the name of democracy, let us unite!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="4"&gt;Hannah, can you hear me? Wherever you are, look up Hannah. The clouds are lifting! The sun is breaking through! We are coming out of the darkness into the light. We are coming into a new world - a kindlier world, where men will rise above their hate, their greed and their brutality. Look up, Hannah! The soul of man has been given wings and at last he is beginning to fly. He is flying into the rainbow - into the light of hope, into the future, the glorious future that belongs to you, to me, and to all of us. Look up, Hannah... look up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;This speech has become controversial but for the most part it would have to be one of the most influential and moving speeches ever spoken within the history of mankind. It is influential and is a real message of peace, spoken by someone who the world will listen to. I believe that Chaplin is showing that if the men of the world who hold power such as Hitler, Churchill or in modern times Bush, would use this power for good then people will listen. They have the power to influence people for good, to spread the message of peace throughout the world! The scary thing, is that this stirring speech although spoken about 60 years ago still strongly applies to our world today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Week 12... (b)</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T01:52:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-24T01:52:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Opening night, what an atmosphere! Arcadia was brought to life tonight and to be able to play Septimus, the &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;free willing&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;womanising&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;sex addicted&lt;/font&gt;, character is amazing. The words and actions of everyone around me bringing to life Stoppard's own world is unexplainable. A world where sex is more important than Fermat or where the lives of each character are almost incesterally linked. The lines flowed so fast and smooth as if the conversation on stage was as normal as a walk in the park. The atmosphere was enthralling and electrifying and for the time on stage we had left our realselves and become part of the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WORLD OF ARCADIA!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>comment on Lada journal</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T01:43:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-04T02:55:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Hey lada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading your post on Orwell and i was struck by the line,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #ff6600; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;In today’s world, we are constantly bombarded with bias and self centerd forms of reasoning for actions which threaten lives. This aspect is similarly highlighted in George Orwell’s novel titled ‘1984.’" &lt;font color="#339966"&gt;The way our world is today is scarly depicted by Orwell in 1984. Everyone is in it for themselves and the blame gaame is always on someone else when something goes wrong. Everyone is consumed by the power and greed that leaders of our world give birth to and let grow within our world! &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;"&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #ff6600"&gt;The tyranny and abuse of power and control found in our society today are also depicted in his novel 1984 which brings to light an important insight of the ways in which humans have dominated not only the world, but one another throuoghout human history. Very sad!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>WEEK 9 (B)</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T01:26:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T01:29:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;The biggest insight into "1984" by George Orwell is the catch 22 that the book presents. It states that one cannot rebel without consicence and will only receive consience once a rebellion takes place. Orwell is highlighting the notion that rebellion is in fact conscience and awareness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;However, with society structured the way it is to rebel takes on a sense of injustice. It is far easier to go with their constructed society. They are limited in their knowledge unaware of what is out there.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;THEY ARE RESTRICTED!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore, how can anyone rebel without the consciousness of their own world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;You then are given the idea od newspeak which restricts human thought ans speech. This notion strips people of their humanity, their emotions and their imagination. It links with the conscience by the manipulation of people who are not given the knowledge and language to rebel. Newspeak does not allow one to express themselves in their conscious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our unconsciousness which strips away our conscious builds or constructs a limited/constructed society.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>comment on MG week 7</title>
    <published>2007-09-09T04:51:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-09T04:51:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Michael i to would like to thank APEC for our extra weekend how funny was Bush and his "OPEC" blunder (not the first of his presidential blunders - i think it is hilarious!). I just saw your pictures from&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;your bush walk and it really is amazing to see such the wonderful bush that this country has to offer. It reminded me of Wordsworth and just the amazing inspiraton one can get from being out and at one with this beautiful aspect of our world! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#339966" size="6"&gt;I actually once had a school camp at Wiseman's Ferry when i was in Year 7. I remember we didnt think much of it cause it was "in the middle" of nowhere, but now as you grow you take an appreciation of such places and their rariety within our world.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>week 7 (b)</title>
    <published>2007-09-09T04:34:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-09T04:34:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;D.H. LAWRENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Lawrence as a poet&amp;nbsp; impacted upon me. His poem "Snake" had a tremendous impact upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;SNAKE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Lawrence uses elongated words to create a melodic &lt;font size="3"&gt;sound or rhythm that embodies the movement or slither of the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;snake. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;The alliteration of the "s": &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;"slackness", "soft", "stone" &lt;font size="3"&gt;along with the repitition of "and" adds to the flow and gives a neverending feel just like the body of the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;snake&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;There is a sense of a primal being with a &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#008080" size="7"&gt;ritualistic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt; feel giving an awe at this wonderful event.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;He allows himself to conform to the expectations of others. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;It is these people who he &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993300" size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;CRITICIZES!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="4"&gt;He has thrown away what he needs to know; what he is searching for but he is &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;scared &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;so his educated mind prevents him searching or discovering this new &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;TRUTH!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300" size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.au/imgres?imgurl=http://www.tapirback.com/tapirgal/gifts/friends/reptiles/cobra-snake-plastic-f451.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://forums.rotoworld.com/index.php%3Fshowtopic%3D24005&amp;amp;h=324&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=73&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=5&amp;amp;tbnid=MG8jUk7yeSsn5M:&amp;amp;tbnh=100&amp;amp;tbnw=124&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dsnake%26gbv%3D2%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: 1px solid; WIDTH: 260px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 1px solid; HEIGHT: 194px" height="100" alt="" width="124" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:MG8jUk7yeSsn5M:http://www.tapirback.com/tapirgal/gifts/friends/reptiles/cobra-snake-plastic-f451.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300" size="5"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.au/imgres?imgurl=http://www.tapirback.com/tapirgal/gifts/friends/reptiles/cobra-snake-plastic-f451.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://forums.rotoworld.com/index.php%3Fshowtopic%3D24005&amp;amp;h=324&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=73&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=5&amp;amp;tbnid=MG8jUk7yeSsn5M:&amp;amp;tbnh=100&amp;amp;tbnw=124&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dsnake%26gbv%3D2%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Week 4 comment on roselie</title>
    <published>2007-08-19T08:27:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-19T08:27:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Roselie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny i was reading your entry and i saw the picture and my first thought was picton tunnels (i didnt read the title lol). I cant believe you have been there! I have heard so many stories from that place and in all honesty a part of me wants to go and your entry has enticed me even more! The descriptive language you have used to describe this tunnel and the stories that i have heard about it makes &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;THE PICTON TUNNELS AUSTRALIA'S HEART OF DARKNESS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Week 4 Entry</title>
    <published>2007-08-19T08:05:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-19T08:05:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span lang="EN-AU" style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt 27pt" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#003366" size="4"&gt;CONRAD AND COPPOLA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Do you think Conrad and Coppola are identifying one of the root causes of continuing violence in the world today?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;Conrad and Coppola i believe are identifying the root of continuing violence in our world is imperialism.This is shown through the conversation in "Heart of Darkness" that takes place between Marlowe and the seamen.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Conrad is comparing his mission into the African congo with the imperialsitic nature of the Romans throughout Europe 2000 years ago. It is ironic that the Romans believed in civilising the English and now 2000 years later it is the English who are civilising the Africans.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Conrad is highlighting the&amp;nbsp;vicious cycle that human beings entail when it comes to securing power. This is also shown through "Apocalypse Now" and the nature of American imperialsim especially with the captain and the invincible nature that he represents shown strongly through his wishes for surfing and taking over a "hairy" space of Vietnam for no other reason than to surf!&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Conrad and Coppola are strongly showing or identifying the root of imperialism and the wish for more power among the stronger nations that leads to continuing violence within our world!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neavzy87:20195</id>
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    <title>comment on Leda's journal week 2</title>
    <published>2007-08-03T03:41:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-03T03:41:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Hey Leda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed reading your comments on "Hurrahing in Harvesst" by Gerard Manley Hopkins. I can see the power you talk about that Hopkins envisages. The power the horse has for Hopkins is overwhelming and it really shows that Hopkins unlike many other early 20th Century artists is like a beacon of hope for humanity, reverting back to the romantic era with divine links between humanity and nature. The romantic purpose is further demonstarted and as you say, "&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #bb01f9; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;His description of the clouds and sky structure demonstrate his ability to connect and relate to nature itself." He really englufs himself in this poem which i believe helps him connect personally with nature demonstrated in this poem through the horse.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neavzy87:19880</id>
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    <title>Week 2 (a)</title>
    <published>2007-08-03T01:36:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-03T01:36:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"BINSEY POPLARS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="3"&gt;The poem "Binsey Poplars" is a poem by Gerald Manley Hopkins. This poem is quite powerful as Hopkins relates nature and humanities effect on it with personal tradgedies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the sun in the first stanza creates Hopkins inscape or a picture for himself on the inside. The sun is powerfully described as being engulfed, overcome and imprisoned&amp;nbsp; by strength and power of the Popular tree.&lt;br /&gt;It describes the life that was there, which is Hopkins own personal inscape.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;"...Not spared, not one&lt;br /&gt;That dandled a sandalled&lt;br /&gt;Shadow that swam or sank..."&lt;br /&gt;The tree is gone now and so the once beautiful image of the tree engulfing the sun and the shadow it left upon the scene is lost forever. One thing that struck me about this poem was the repitious nature of the poem and it shows the anger and sadness in Hopkins at tghe falling of the Poplar Tree. His mourning is very dramatic through the reptiton and he is almost lamenting upon the idea of the tree. This is highlighted through the language enacting the meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Another dramatic image or idea about this poem is that Hopkins quite gruesomely compares the falling of the tree with loosing ones eye ball. As a prick can take away an eye, a hack can take away the tree. The gruesome image such as the loss of sight through a prick to the eye ball is due to the fact that he could see the tree but without the tree he has nothing to look at.&lt;br /&gt;Hopkins also claims in the thrid stana that we as the audience have "unselve". By cutting down the tree, Hopkins believes we as humans are robbing ourseleves by...&lt;br /&gt;"...Ten or tweleve, only ten or twelve&lt;br /&gt;Strokes of havoc unselve."&lt;br /&gt;Noone can no longer see this beautiful sight and therefore he, Hopkins, has lost his inscape. The final three lines are very powerful for the reason that it acts like a lullaby with hopkins remembering and reflecting on the loss of the Poplar Tree.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Week 12...</title>
    <published>2007-05-24T12:56:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T12:56:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Finally the semester is at a close and so is the unit of 19th Century Literature. I thought i would take this time to reflect upon the unit. I thought i would put it in dot points to easily show my thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* allowed us to reflect upon the society that we leave in currently and the societies that have gone before us. We can explore the egotistical, self endulging but also the love and compassion of human nature.&lt;br /&gt;* The power that literature has when it comes to awareness of a society .eg. Sissi Jupp&lt;br /&gt;* The human conscience and wether or not the lives that we are leading are worthy and rightful.&lt;br /&gt;* Are human lives numb and repititive.&lt;br /&gt;* To live life to the fullest and enjoy every minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank everyone for this unit as it was very reflecting and powerful towards humanity and human nature.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neavzy87:19361</id>
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    <title>MY THREE BEST LIVEJOURNAL ENTRIES TO BE MARKED</title>
    <published>2007-05-24T12:44:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T12:44:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h2 class="entryheading"&gt;5/8/07 10:38 pm - Week 10... comment&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entrytext"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Comment on roselie's livejournal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU" style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt; COLOR: aqua; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Firstly, Dickens' relationship with Sissy Jupe is one that proclaims that a childhood nourished with innocence, love, support,&amp;nbsp;instinctive intelligence, fantasy, etc., is one well spent.&amp;nbsp;Sissy's character presents a view that the innate intelligence that one attains from being a sentient&amp;nbsp;"human"(not from facts or education)&amp;nbsp;is highly valued.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU" style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt; COLOR: aqua; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;I truly believe and support this view as Sissy as a character was used by Dickens to highlight the power of the human ability to redirect human love and compassion for one another. It is these characteristics within humanity that Dickens during the Industrial revolution sees as lost qualities. Sissi is almost the saviour of humanity, a hope held by Dickens for humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, “In retrospect,&amp;nbsp;I believe Sissy to be the moral character that brings heart to the heartless society that she resides within; the society full of egotism, selfishness, power and&amp;nbsp;above all - self-interest. So perhaps Sissy was Dicken's way to subvert the system, through literature, in efforts to bring about awareness, anarchy” This is very powerful, especially on a literature level. The power of literary works to provoke such emotions within the reader and to create this awareness is astounding. To think that a character within a novel can bring &lt;span lang="EN-AU" style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt; COLOR: aqua; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;about such hope and will allows humanity to never loose hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="entryheading"&gt;3/27/07 04:14 pm&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h1 class="entrytext"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;...SKYLARK...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Percy Shelley's poem, "Skylark", it made me realise that in todays world we dont value the little things in our life. So I thought i would write something that values these little things of our world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center class="entrytext"&gt;Rays of &lt;font color="#ffff00"&gt;warmth&lt;/font&gt; to which we wake each morning,&lt;br /&gt;makes the day seem lovely and joyous.&lt;br /&gt;It brings smiles and &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;passion&lt;/font&gt; to the faces of those,&lt;br /&gt;who are lucky to bath and witness its glorious reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its army of &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;blue&lt;/font&gt; surrounds and protects as calm as the water,&lt;br /&gt;embodying everything that is lucky enough to be in its presence.&lt;br /&gt;Its shadowy &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;presence&lt;/font&gt; of wavy joy,&lt;br /&gt;that kids play and imagine its every shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when it &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;darkens&lt;/font&gt; its curtain falls,&lt;br /&gt;bringing a different life to the land.&lt;br /&gt;With its softer &lt;font color="#00e000"&gt;light&lt;/font&gt; overlooking all,&lt;br /&gt;we sleep to wake for the new rays of warmth that tomorrow will bring.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/image/sunrise_apollo.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="entryheading"&gt;5/1/07 10:54 am - Week 9...&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="entrytext"&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;"MASTER AND MAN" and "THE SCHOLAR GYPSY"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;Leo Tolstoy's "Master and Man" parallels "The Death of Ivan Illyich" in the sense of coming to terms with death and understanding that it is their time to go. Vasily in the hard terrains of snow comes to the realisation that Nikita who is dying has lived the better life than him. Vasily becomes conscious at the time, seeing Nikita as the better person and so gives his life for Nikita. On page 268, you are shown how Vasily becomes enlightened to the fact that he is a man who has troubled himself with material possessions throughout his life. By saving Nikita's life and risking his it is seen as a sacrifice or a repenting for the life that he has lived. He almost accepts death by coming to terms with the way he has lived. This also gives insight into the type of forgiving nature that Tolstoy possesses. By letting Vasily die without real pain or torture for his life it shows Tolstoy forgiving that character. Yet it musst be questioned, Is there a darker side? Is Vasily saving his own skin by dying? Personally, I see Vasily's actions as self - giving and a way of asking for forgiveness for the life that he has lived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matther Arnold's "The Scholar Gypsy", is about a person who dreams of this scholar gypsy; waking up thinking his dead as it is 300 years ago, but it questions whether he really is dead? In the physical sense YES, but what about what he stands for? The poem is very drastic as it talks about life being trivial and repititous. "And numb the elastic powers", saying that our potential is numbed by a repititous life. The poem however, is also a celebration of freedom and the underlining notion that life goes, which can be linked to Tolstoy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neavzy87:19041</id>
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    <title>Week 10... comment</title>
    <published>2007-05-24T12:40:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T12:40:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;Comment on roselie's livejournal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU" style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt; COLOR: aqua; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Firstly, Dickens' relationship with Sissy Jupe is one that proclaims that a childhood nourished with innocence, love, support,&amp;nbsp;instinctive intelligence, fantasy, etc., is one well spent.&amp;nbsp;Sissy's character presents a view that the innate intelligence that one attains from being a sentient&amp;nbsp;"human"(not from facts or education)&amp;nbsp;is highly valued.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU" style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt; COLOR: aqua; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;I truly believe and support this view as Sissy as a character was used by Dickens to highlight the power of the human ability to redirect human love and compassion for one another. It is these characteristics within humanity that Dickens during the Industrial revolution sees as lost qualities. Sissi is almost the saviour of humanity, a hope held by Dickens for humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, “In retrospect,&amp;nbsp;I believe Sissy to be the moral character that brings heart to the heartless society that she resides within; the society full of egotism, selfishness, power and&amp;nbsp;above all - self-interest. So perhaps Sissy was Dicken's way to subvert the system, through literature, in efforts to bring about awareness, anarchy” This is very powerful, especially on a literature level. The power of literary works to provoke such emotions within the reader and to create this awareness is astounding. To think that a character within a novel can bring &lt;span lang="EN-AU" style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt; COLOR: aqua; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;about such hope and will allows humanity to never loose hope!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-AU"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Week 8... CREATIVITY!</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T02:45:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T02:51:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;STATE&lt;/font&gt; AGAINST &lt;font color="#333399"&gt;STATE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;The biggest and most daring match is coming soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;where we witness mate vs mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;in a game of state vs state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;The most feared and toughest game of the year,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;where only one can come out victorious!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;The brute strength of the front men,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;mixed with the speed and agility of the outside men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;Old heads mixed with debutons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;who will be in the sides.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;PASSION!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;</content>
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    <title>WEEK 11</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T02:00:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T02:00:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600" colour="orange"&gt;"OSCAR WILDE"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally we have got to &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;OSCAR WILDE &lt;/font&gt;and his play wright, &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;"The Importance of Being Ernest"&lt;/font&gt;. Here is a few points on the play"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The play aims at taking serious issues such as marriage and turnig it on its head, making it humerous.&lt;br /&gt;* snobby Victorian environment.&lt;br /&gt;* outer extremities - all about surfaces, shallow mindset.&lt;br /&gt;* materialistic image/ fake&lt;br /&gt;* Lady Bracknell symbolises this society; everything is according to her.&lt;br /&gt;* not real character's - Wilde's imagination has created this superficial world.&lt;br /&gt;* similar theme with the theme of the play yet, this is more comical.&lt;br /&gt;* Oscar Wilde ebing gay - set through a very gay world with the bitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;GILBERT AND SULLIVAN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert and Sullivan send up Wilde. They joke how everyone wanted to be like Oscar Wilde. If it was good for him it was good for everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Week 9...</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T01:34:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T02:09:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;"MASTER AND MAN" and "THE SCHOLAR GYPSY"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;Leo Tolstoy's "Master and Man" parallels "The Death of Ivan Illyich" in the sense of coming to terms with death and understanding that it is their time to go. Vasily in the hard terrains of snow comes to the realisation that Nikita who is dying has lived the better life than him. Vasily becomes conscious at the time, seeing Nikita as the better person and so gives his life for Nikita. On page 268, you are shown how Vasily becomes enlightened to the fact that he is a man who has troubled himself with material possessions throughout his life. By saving Nikita's life and risking his it is seen as a sacrifice or a repenting for the life that he has lived. He almost accepts death by coming to terms with the way he has lived. This also gives insight into the type of forgiving nature that Tolstoy possesses. By letting Vasily die without real pain or torture for his life it shows Tolstoy forgiving that character. Yet it musst be questioned, Is there a darker side? Is Vasily saving his own skin by dying? Personally, I see Vasily's actions as self - giving and a way of asking for forgiveness for the life that he has lived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matther Arnold's "The Scholar Gypsy", is about a person who dreams of this scholar gypsy; waking up thinking his dead as it is 300 years ago, but it questions whether he really is dead? In the physical sense YES, but what about what he stands for? The poem is very drastic as it talks about life being trivial and repititous. "And numb the elastic powers", saying that our potential is numbed by a repititous life. The poem however, is also a celebration of freedom and the underlining notion that life goes, which can be linked to Tolstoy.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Week 7 Tutorials...</title>
    <published>2007-05-19T03:55:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T02:11:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;SISSI JUPP/NIKITA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff33"&gt;This week in tutorials we had a look at the two charcters of Sissi Jupp and Nikita. Both these characters in which &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Dickens and Tolstoy&lt;/font&gt; have created mirror eachothers own personality traits and the way in which us the audience loo at them. Sissi Jupp obtains innate intelligence where Nikita is similar to Sissi in terms of societal classes. Both these characters are far more human and real unlike the other characters and are used both the two writers as a way of highlighting the "lost" qualities of humanity at a time where progression was seen of the upmost importance. It is for this reason that these two charcters are not held to the constraints of society which at the time of the industraial revolution and the Victorian period, society was very conformed and for this reason &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Dickens and Tolstoy&lt;/font&gt; are against it giving Jupp and Nikita a free - like charcter who open new doors for the charcetrs constraint down to society. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furhtermore, the writers are creating an anarchist environment within their books and therefore are making us anarchists and are awaring us through their wisdom to subvert the system. With this notion and the two characters we are questioned as to what is important in life? Personally what is imporatnt o me is my family, girlfriend and mates. The writers are making us look into our own lives so we can question this society that they are writing about and aware others of our world who may treat life in the way that characters such as Gradgrind do!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>neavzy87 @ 2007-04-06T16:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-06T07:40:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-06T07:40:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;"MANCHESTER &amp; COKETOWN"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks tutes saw us look at two different pieces of writing both based on the industrial revolution and the impact it has had the of Manchester or Charles Dickens version of Manchester known as "Coketown". The first version came from historian Engels and the second came from poet Charles Dickens. Engels, the man who had input in the creation of the communist manifesto has a bleak look upon the way the city is and how the industrial revolution has made class factions within society, something that Engels with his marxist and communist views loks down upon. Dickens however, uses poetic license and creative language to make a mockery of a world that has fallen apart. Here is a comparison on the two pieces of work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;ENGELS:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* straight to the facts&lt;br /&gt;* communist empathsises with lower classes of society such as the working class&lt;br /&gt;* objective - historiography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="brown"&gt;DICKENS:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* social attitudes&lt;br /&gt;* mind set: society victims of the revoltuion, uniformity, fact, the world becomes a continuous machine, an on - going process.&lt;br /&gt;* "... world without end... Amen" - Dickens actually means the opposite. sees the revolution as ending the world that we know.&lt;br /&gt;* disconnection from feelings and religion/our faith&lt;br /&gt;* language puts you in the city&lt;br /&gt;* repetitive</content>
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    <title>neavzy87 @ 2007-03-27T16:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-02T06:35:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-02T06:39:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;...SKYLARK...&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Percy Shelley's poem, "Skylark", it made me realise that in todays world we dont value the little things in our life. So I thought i would write something that values these little things of our world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Rays of &lt;font color="yellow"&gt;warmth&lt;/font&gt; to which we wake each morning,&lt;br /&gt;makes the day seem lovely and joyous.&lt;br /&gt;It brings smiles and &lt;font color="red"&gt;passion&lt;/font&gt; to the faces of those,&lt;br /&gt;who are lucky to bath and witness its glorious reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its army of &lt;font color="blue"&gt;blue&lt;/font&gt; surrounds and protects as calm as the water,&lt;br /&gt;embodying everything that is lucky enough to be in its presence.&lt;br /&gt;Its shadowy &lt;font color="white"&gt;presence&lt;/font&gt; of wavy joy,&lt;br /&gt;that kids play and imagine its every shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when it &lt;font color="black"&gt;darkens&lt;/font&gt; its curtain falls,&lt;br /&gt;bringing a different life to the land.&lt;br /&gt;With its softer &lt;font color="grey"&gt;light&lt;/font&gt; overlooking all,&lt;br /&gt;we sleep to wake for the new rays of warmth that tomorrow will bring.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/image/sunrise_apollo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>week 4: commet on roselie's journal</title>
    <published>2007-04-02T05:17:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-02T05:18:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;"FROST AT MIDNIGHT"&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well firstly the form or structure of the poem is of iambic pentametre with unryhmed lines. It is this unryhmed verse that identifies Coleridge as conversing in a conversation. The language of this conversation is very smooth and runs from line to line which creates this almost quiet and tranquil feeling. The argumentive nature of this poem between city and nature and the feeling that he and his young child have towards the natural world is soothed by the environment around him. This creates a strong and peaceful atmosphere that one cannot break. This poem is neccessary for Coleridges own mental state as it stregnthens his belief in the romantic movement along with his child. Interestingly, Roselie, you unlike myself see the silence as an "eerie" almost chilling atmosphere. This is interesting as on reflection of the poem and the time of midnight it can be describe as eerie, however, i view this time that Colerdige is undertaking as peaceful for his soul and his child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aspect of the poem is the last stanza. The last stanza represents to me is Coleridge praising his baby and the way in which the baby can learn so much about life in the midst of nature. With the gift of his baby, Coleridge will appreciate all seasons as he is blessed with God's greatest gift. The final two lines are the basis of this love for his child and nature. Both the gift of life and the gift of nature go hand in hand. I quite like the way in which you take the last few lines and link it to the future experiences of Coleridges son's life. This is very powerful as the bond between father and son is very special and the fact that Coleridge is taking time to think about his child's future is one of passion and love.</content>
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    <title>Creativity... the neaves way</title>
    <published>2007-03-27T06:34:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-27T06:36:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WEEK 3: MY CREATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;All in whites and ready to play, &lt;br /&gt;with the boaring down of the hot mid arvo sun.&lt;br /&gt;The contrast of blue and green on the horizon -  &lt;br /&gt;a slight wind picks up with a message.&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful scent of a season about to begin,&lt;br /&gt;a season we wait half a year for.&lt;br /&gt;This scent is personalised by my own senses,&lt;br /&gt;one that will never leave me.&lt;br /&gt;An aroma that spells happiness in my heart, &lt;br /&gt;of a forthcoming season filled with boos and cheers.&lt;br /&gt;A blowing of a whistle followed by leather on leather,&lt;br /&gt;will make me sit and watch,&lt;br /&gt;for that time of year has once agin approached.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know of what i speak about?&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>WEEK 2</title>
    <published>2007-03-27T06:18:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-27T06:20:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;"Garden of Love", "London" and "London's Summer Morning"&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rjgeib.com/thoughts/garden/garden1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three wonderful poems that look at the injustices of a world that has not yet opened up to the wonders of the romantic way. Blake's a "Garden of Love", metaphorises a garden that you the reader has been placed in. The poem is based around a garden that Blake as a young child would play in filled. He describes this garden as "Where is used to play on the green" and "That so many flowers bore". His surprised at visiting this garden as where he has many childhood memories of innocence and happiness now bores a Chapel whose gates have been shut. "Thou shall not" is printed on the gates which alludes to the ten commandments and how he feels society and religion have repressed the freedom of man kind. He wonders that a place that once surrounded him with green pastures and flowers now surounds him with graves, tomb stones and priests with black gowns. The peom revolves around Blake in all his expectations of beauty, love and passion not being confronted with death, rules and restriction. It is almost fortelling our world and the way in whcih we as humans are heading. The wonderful and smallest aspects of our world that can bring about so much happiness and joy becomes surrounded and overtaken by a society caught up in all its rules and restrictions. You can feel the intensity of this poem by the sound patterning and repeated use of "and" as Blake becoming breathless, disturb and repressed. His memories of a world far from restrictions has been lost and he himself becomes caught in such a forbodding world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"London" also by Blake is a cynical view of London back in 1794 and the way that such a city has become almost incomprehensible to himself. "And mark in every face i meet, marks of weakness, marks of woe", shows how the poeple of London are physically showing the effects of a society that lacks passion and love. The faces that he is witnessing is bearing a load upon his shoulders, the fact that the poeple of London are becoming weak as humans. He continues by listeing the cries of every man, the fear of every infants tear and in every voice he hears these, "... mind - forg'd manacles...". These manacles represent a shackle that every emotion known to mankind be it crying or fear or our voices have become "shackled" and tamed by this world he lives in. He emphasises the restrictions and constraints of humans through, "How the youthful Harlot's curse, Blasts the new - born Infant's tear, And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse." This moving form of poetry is talking how the Harlot (prostitute) is bringing a child into a world of disease, if almost from the moment of birth the child does not have a chance. He then explains how you live your life only until the "Marriage hearse" or death. The poem based upon London in 1794 shows the oppresive nature of England to what he lies blame on the church, soldiers and the children workers, "... Chimney - sweeper's cry...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Mary Robinson's, "London's Summer Morning" is a poem that parallels Blake's London. Robinson shows London as a city with more to offer where in contradiction Blake sees it as a prison. The reason for the differences can be put down to societal classes. Robinson comes from a working class society where there was oppurtunities and chances in life. Whereas Blake is from a poor man's world which dealt with the heartache of poverty, death and destruction on a daily basis. It is important to note however that Robinson is not all optimistic and does not ignore the oppression, however, uses this optimism to climb out of the oppression that she is faced with. Another difference that helps to explain the difference in views is that Robinson looks at London during the day which gives a far more friendlier atmosphere where as Blake looks at the dingy world of London during the night.</content>
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    <title>WEEK 1: THE BEGINNING OF ROMANTICISM!</title>
    <published>2007-03-27T05:35:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-27T05:43:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h1&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;ROMANTICISM!!!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back everyone to ENG 220 and the beginning of the romantic period in 19th century literature. As in this week there were no tutorials i thought i would look a bit into the romantic period as a source and guidance for the rest of the topic. Personally i think i will find this topic challenging as much of the language used at this point of time is difficult and the many forms of imagery and imaginative writing in such works of romantic art is endless and very deep within the human's mind and spirit. To me romanticism is exploring the love and endless relationship that humans have with nature and the way this relationship and harmonious link can help one live, experience and relect upon our own lives in terms of our love, our family and friends. A definition of romanticism is as follows, "A reaction against neoclassicism. This early 19th- century movement elevated the individual, the passions, and the inner life. It stressed strong emotion, imagination, freedom from classical correctness in art forms, and rebellion against social conventions." It is a freedom that one can experience which does not conform or obey to one specific rule that society almost follows on a daily basis. The poets of such era have an incredible power and spiritual connection to the natural things that surround us in our world. A connection that many of us regualry loss sight of and make no time for in our busy lives. Many of the romantics of this time include: William Blake, Thomas Paine, David Hume, William Wordsworth and Samuel Taylor Coleridge. These artisits of literature form express not only love and connection with nature and the inner spirit of life but have grave concerns for the world that they live. The enlightenment period which saw a great emphasis on science gave witness to the romantics. The fact that enlightenment artists looked to man made inventions and theories such as science disgruntled many romantics as the basis of human love, passion and desire was lost to scientific hypothesis and experiements. If one can look at and understand the deeper meaning left by the romantic era, ones life and inner beauty can enhance and bring about a deeper relaxation and wonder upon our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.visualstatistics.net/East-West/Time%20Travels/Romanticism%201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>HOUSE MUSIC!!!</title>
    <published>2006-10-25T14:37:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-25T14:37:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">LIVE LIFE TO THE SOUND OF THE BEAT!&lt;br /&gt;the lil lights and the moving bass...&lt;br /&gt;left to right, just bang gang the floor&lt;br /&gt;GET LOST IN THE MUSIC!&lt;br /&gt;leaving in the morning a different person...&lt;br /&gt;knowing u will come back the next week to do it all again&lt;br /&gt;THE SWEAT, MOVEMENT, LIGHTS AND SOUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;loving and living life the way it should be...&lt;br /&gt;noone understands unless you been there&lt;br /&gt;LET THE WEEKEND BEGIN!!!</content>
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