Wonderful thoughts are running through your mind. Now that you are president, leader of these citizens, you can finally turn things around. Everything would have been better, but now you have total control, all going towards your own well being. All the things you were going to do to help the community won’t happen. Now, anything that offends you must be destroyed. The corruption of power is exactly what the pigs have done to the farm in George Orwell’s Animal Farm. When too much power goes in to the wrong hands, what ever good intentions may have been there are gone and everything is worse than before.
The ideas of the Russian Revolution are clearly represented through the characters and events of Animal Farm. In the beginning of the novel Old Major and his idea of animalism, the thinking that every animal is equal, represent Karl Marx with his design of communism. When Mr. Jones, portraying Czar Nicholas II, is removed from the farm, Squealer, Napoleon, and Snowball, representing Lenin, Stalin, and Trotsky, take the idea of communism into full perspective. In the novel, Napoleon takes complete control of the farm, eliminating Snowball from the equation just as Trotsky was deported from Russia. All the characters have a role to play on the farm, just as the people did in the Russian Revolution.
Power is a thing everyone enjoys having but when all control has been turned over to one person, the human instinct takes over. After the people have no control, everything goes corrupt. Just like Napoleon, who’s main purpose was to make all animals equal, absolute power ruins the principle of communism. Once everyone is equal, nobody is equal. While Czar Nicholas II was removed and all the peasants were alike, a greater wealth had come into play. The power over a relationship, a community, a nation, is what has become the biggest threat.
In the beginning, Animal Farm was a great idea, a chance to get revenge against the humans and to have everything the way that was convenient to the animals. The Russian Revolution was played out to a similar plot, the idea of communism turned into absolute power. Having absolute power will corrupt a nation, sending everything good plummeting to the ground.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Flying
Departing…
From the peaceful jade forest
Capturing…
The beauty of the grand clouds up above
Seeing…
The tiny world shrinking as you rise up into the sky
Escaping…
From the restricting world beneath
Soaring…
High above the clouds
Feeling…
The wind on your face
Racing…
Joyful members of the flock
Falling…
Back down to the earth below
Po...
The panic is almost unbearable. Po may not be able to control it anymore. If he fails at this, he may be taking their lives along with his. If the king doesn’t die, then surely Po will. The mission: kill the evil King Leck to save Princess Bitterblue and all of Monsea.
Coming up on the party, fright is the one soul feeling rushing through Po’s body, along with the uncontrollable sense of everything around him for which he is Graced with. The first sight of Leck’s outer guard is a moment of feared joy for this is either the beginning or the end. First, the guard Graced with amazing sight and hearing spots him. Taking him out should be no problem for Po, but he might come out slightly scratched up from the guards Graced with sword fighting skills.
“Halt!” the first guard wails.
Out comes the dagger and the guard is gone. However, the guards of the outer guard have heard all this commotion and have come to avenge their fellow guard. Soon they are all gone and all that stands between Po and King Leck is the inner guard. Here is his chance. It’s now or never for Po to kill King Leck. Before they can even see him, Po shoots an arrow that nicks King Leck’s neck and alerts the men.
“Ready! Aim! Fire!” shouts King Leck to his army.
The arrows fly through the air. Po sees this one arrow, headed straight toward him. The attack of the arrow sends pain throughout Po’s body, all coming back to the wound on his shoulder. So much pain. I must get back to Katsa: the one thought repeating itself over and over again in Po’s mind. The galloping horse whinnies as arrows are lining its mane like a porcupine. The darkness comes. Pain, darkness, and death are erupting inside Po’s mind as he falls into a deep, dark sleep.
Po wakes to the rush of air along his face, the sight of water, and a little girl shrieking. Oh what a wonderful sight this is to Po, until the reality of the situation hits him. Po! Po! Katsa calls to Po inside his head. More than just the wind is knocked out of Po when he hits the water. His foot caught in the stirrup of the horse, sinking fast to the bottom of the icy cold lake. Something is moving towards him. Is it just his imagination? Or is there really a living, moving creature spotting him, coming to him? Just as he is pulled free by this thing, he comes and goes between the realms of unconsciousness.
Po! Po! Please don’t die. Po just look at me. Katsa? Was it she who has saved me from the depths of the lake? It must have been. Po sits up, wincing in pain. The fire’s burning glow seems distant and blurry, not quite the same as before his immense fall. Suddenly he knows what he must do. What they must do to him, for him.
“Katsa. You have to leave me behind.” Po states.
“What! But Po how… how… how could I leave you, you need help, you can barely limp.” Katsa manages to get out between whimpers.
"Oh, but Katsa you must. I am slowing you down. Bitterblue will never get to safety with me along. Tomorrow we will find a place for me to stay while you take Bitterblue to Lienid.”
The next day, as Po, Katsa and Bitterblue are searching for a decent cave of some sort for Po to stay and recover in, the group comes across a deserted cabin in a good condition. Po this is perfect! But where will you hide? Leck’s soldiers will search every inch of this place.
"There is a pond behind this place. Back in Lienid, my brothers and I found a cave in the side of a pond. I have a feeling there might be one in this pond, too.” Po hints to Katsa.
While Katsa is exploring the cave, Po and Bitterblue stand in silence, waiting. Bursting up for air, Katsa says,” There is definitely a cave down there but, will you be able to swim if Leck’s solders come looking for anyone hiding in the cabin?” Po nods his head, yes.
Katsa departs into the forest to find fire wood for the fire Po was to keep going at all times of the day. As Bitterblue asks him a series of questions having to do with his health, Katsa and herself, and Lienid; Po’s thoughts are elsewhere. Thinking Why is everything suddenly different? How can it become like it was before? Bitterblue’s jumble of questions seem to disappear as Po’s own wonders occupy his thoughts.
After Katsa returns, starts a fire for Po, catches many fish and places them into her wooden cage emerged in the pond, Katsa and Bitterblue say a sad and lonely goodbye and are on their way to Po’s castle in Lienid. Now it would be Katsa’s castle, for Po had given her his castle’s ring. Any Lienids the girls come across will honor their request for safe passage over to the castle on the western coast of Lienid.
Days pass as Po struggles to fight his Grace and survive in his current state of health. Suddenly, one day he senses it. The soldiers are coming! Po hops, falls and knows that it is impossible. The soldiers are still far enough away that he might be able to crawl to the pond and swim into his cave, the only place he is certain the guards will not search. Slowly splashing into the cold, icy water, swimming to the dry little cove where Po will be safe.
As Po enters the cave darkness surrounds him. Suddenly it hits him. He doesn’t need to fight his Grace, he can live more peacefully with it rather than trying to pretend it’s not even existent. There is no more fighting. No more believing that his Grace doesn’t exist. Without the struggle, everything becomes more clear. Po knows he lost his sight, but his Grace lets him see.
Coming up on the party, fright is the one soul feeling rushing through Po’s body, along with the uncontrollable sense of everything around him for which he is Graced with. The first sight of Leck’s outer guard is a moment of feared joy for this is either the beginning or the end. First, the guard Graced with amazing sight and hearing spots him. Taking him out should be no problem for Po, but he might come out slightly scratched up from the guards Graced with sword fighting skills.
“Halt!” the first guard wails.
Out comes the dagger and the guard is gone. However, the guards of the outer guard have heard all this commotion and have come to avenge their fellow guard. Soon they are all gone and all that stands between Po and King Leck is the inner guard. Here is his chance. It’s now or never for Po to kill King Leck. Before they can even see him, Po shoots an arrow that nicks King Leck’s neck and alerts the men.
“Ready! Aim! Fire!” shouts King Leck to his army.
The arrows fly through the air. Po sees this one arrow, headed straight toward him. The attack of the arrow sends pain throughout Po’s body, all coming back to the wound on his shoulder. So much pain. I must get back to Katsa: the one thought repeating itself over and over again in Po’s mind. The galloping horse whinnies as arrows are lining its mane like a porcupine. The darkness comes. Pain, darkness, and death are erupting inside Po’s mind as he falls into a deep, dark sleep.
Po wakes to the rush of air along his face, the sight of water, and a little girl shrieking. Oh what a wonderful sight this is to Po, until the reality of the situation hits him. Po! Po! Katsa calls to Po inside his head. More than just the wind is knocked out of Po when he hits the water. His foot caught in the stirrup of the horse, sinking fast to the bottom of the icy cold lake. Something is moving towards him. Is it just his imagination? Or is there really a living, moving creature spotting him, coming to him? Just as he is pulled free by this thing, he comes and goes between the realms of unconsciousness.
Po! Po! Please don’t die. Po just look at me. Katsa? Was it she who has saved me from the depths of the lake? It must have been. Po sits up, wincing in pain. The fire’s burning glow seems distant and blurry, not quite the same as before his immense fall. Suddenly he knows what he must do. What they must do to him, for him.
“Katsa. You have to leave me behind.” Po states.
“What! But Po how… how… how could I leave you, you need help, you can barely limp.” Katsa manages to get out between whimpers.
"Oh, but Katsa you must. I am slowing you down. Bitterblue will never get to safety with me along. Tomorrow we will find a place for me to stay while you take Bitterblue to Lienid.”
The next day, as Po, Katsa and Bitterblue are searching for a decent cave of some sort for Po to stay and recover in, the group comes across a deserted cabin in a good condition. Po this is perfect! But where will you hide? Leck’s soldiers will search every inch of this place.
"There is a pond behind this place. Back in Lienid, my brothers and I found a cave in the side of a pond. I have a feeling there might be one in this pond, too.” Po hints to Katsa.
While Katsa is exploring the cave, Po and Bitterblue stand in silence, waiting. Bursting up for air, Katsa says,” There is definitely a cave down there but, will you be able to swim if Leck’s solders come looking for anyone hiding in the cabin?” Po nods his head, yes.
Katsa departs into the forest to find fire wood for the fire Po was to keep going at all times of the day. As Bitterblue asks him a series of questions having to do with his health, Katsa and herself, and Lienid; Po’s thoughts are elsewhere. Thinking Why is everything suddenly different? How can it become like it was before? Bitterblue’s jumble of questions seem to disappear as Po’s own wonders occupy his thoughts.
After Katsa returns, starts a fire for Po, catches many fish and places them into her wooden cage emerged in the pond, Katsa and Bitterblue say a sad and lonely goodbye and are on their way to Po’s castle in Lienid. Now it would be Katsa’s castle, for Po had given her his castle’s ring. Any Lienids the girls come across will honor their request for safe passage over to the castle on the western coast of Lienid.
Days pass as Po struggles to fight his Grace and survive in his current state of health. Suddenly, one day he senses it. The soldiers are coming! Po hops, falls and knows that it is impossible. The soldiers are still far enough away that he might be able to crawl to the pond and swim into his cave, the only place he is certain the guards will not search. Slowly splashing into the cold, icy water, swimming to the dry little cove where Po will be safe.
As Po enters the cave darkness surrounds him. Suddenly it hits him. He doesn’t need to fight his Grace, he can live more peacefully with it rather than trying to pretend it’s not even existent. There is no more fighting. No more believing that his Grace doesn’t exist. Without the struggle, everything becomes more clear. Po knows he lost his sight, but his Grace lets him see.
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