The divine self can only be achieved through denial of materialism,
by reading scripture and meditation. The government cannot save you, only Christ can.
Listen to our radio show of government expertise and foreign relations, religion & culture.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
English Version of Spanish Essay
"I do not hear barking Dogs"By Jane Hoffman 2nd RevisionIn the beginning of the story, images of the moon and the man who struggles to bring his son had splintered poetic parallels with land thresholds to explain the symbolic meaning of their journey. Its purpose was defined and meaningful until clouded with warm words transitioning to cold words bitterly. The father, whose heart had lost the mother, cursed his dying son. The father, the child depends on hearing and sight, destroyed the interior light and the possibility of grace. The father senses dulled and was based on a kind of sixth sense of a non salvageable child within the world around him. I predicted that the father was hard of hearing, even before it reached the point in history where this was revealed. In effect, the father turned to him, the child's life was drained. The son wanted to rest, the father wanted to enforce a promise beyond shepherd his son. The child was wrapped around the head of the father of constraint the sight, sound and movement. The father was trapped in his own truths built and the lack of redemption.I liked the beginning of the story better, where there seemed to be a symmetry between the earth and the journey men. The story was a kind of disintegration, a tale of caution for the senses becoming a clearer definition to the heart of the story as revealed. The burden of child's distress appeared to be a choice, not a curse as indicated below. The child's death was not the climax, which was the father, who stuck to his son on the cross saying that his blood was damned within his own flesh and blood.. The story, because rather small and bitter, with no empathy for any of the characters at the end. Perhaps the original root of hatred came from the father who never had the capacity to love. The son was too weak to support or even defend himself. The father seemed to know everything about the child, speedy trials and quality of the friends of the child. The father's last moments of his child's life was to penetrate the curse further and lay slaughter to any possible hope of making his own burden of guilt nonsense. The physical effort to help bring a measure was also talk of a bond, but more of a ritual that he felt compelled to do so.