My head was dizzy and my vision blurry. I saw some strange figures all talking in a language I did not undertand and all standed around me. I was so wet and my skin was so burned by the sun. Finally, I managed to open my eyes and to clear my mind. What I was seeing was just amazing. These creatures that now I could see were the strangest things I have ever seen in my life. Their heads were similar to an octopus but had human bodies. Instead of having beard they had these small, disgusting, with slime tentacles. They had to eyes, a big head, a normal human mouth, two feet, hands that had tentacles instead of fingers. Their eyes were human but as blue as the sea. They had the same skin octopuses have and the color of the skin was brown with black dots. They dressed with what seemed the fibers of a banana tree made into a shirt. They talked in a language in which what I only heard was swashi weshi shwashi sheshwa sholosh shicaro. They instructed me to get up and put me one opened coconut in each hand and then attached with special plants so that I could not escape. I was walking with these octopuse-like creatures and what I saw in this strange island was only vegetation and the only part free of vegetation was the beach. I saw all this strange fruits and animals and all the vegetation was so different from what I knew. This whole jungle smelled to humidity, wet earth, and plants. We walked for about half an hour until we finally came to what seemed their town. Houses were shell like and had lots of little accumulations of water. They took me to the bigest shell-like house and I was face-to-face to another octopus-like creature, the only difference was that this octopus had a big leaf taht reached his ankle hanged by his neck and had a shell necklace around his neck. He started to talk to me in the same language I did not understanded but with signs I managed to understand he was asking why I ended up in that island. I tried to remember what had happened to me but I just had flashlights of the last night. Based on what I remembered I told him with signs that my ship was destroyed and I had to swim to this shore. I think he more less understanded me. So he ordered for the other octopus-like creatures to set me free and to give me food. They seated me in this table made of what seemed to be coral but made into a perfect rectangle. They served me something that looked that came from the ocean and seemed disgusting and slimy. For my surprise, when I tried it, it was a delicious meal. After some weeks being with them I started to understand their language. They started to tell me stories, their culture, their beliefs, their knowledge, their name, which is Pulpenians, and many things more. One day te kings of the Pulpenians told me that they were in a constant war with their neighbors the Serpentos. These were reptile-like creatures with, only one eye. This war has endured for thousands of years for the supremacy of the island. So he asked for me to help and I had to say yes because they had been very nice to me. So I help to construct modern wepons and teached tactics to them. Suddenly the final day came, the day of the battle. We were in a plain and both armies were reading for the final battle when suddenly I saw a ship in the distance and it had the flag of Guatemala, the most important country of our time. So I rapidly abandoned battle to go to the ship and finaly leave this place to replace it for my so loved country Guatemala.
Describe the fear, the events, and the banquet scene.
Macbeth is hallucinating of him seeing Banquo, he has become a ghost for him and he has the fear that Banquo might be alive and tell the truth.
Explain how knowledge of the future has once again driven Macbeth to extreme action.
He is trying to change what the witched had told him, and because of that he has decided to kill everyone who might know or suspect about him killing the king in order to became King. He is trying to change his fate as well as the fate of everyone else, everything is getting out of his hands, he has definitely become a murder.
Do you think Macbeth is foolish to attempt to control what is fated? Or do you think he is acting wisely? Why?
I think Macbeth is foolish, he is trying to control his fate by killing everyone who might suspect about what he has done. But instead, he is killing more and more and what he believe he had under control now is getting out of his hands and neither him nor Lady Macbeth has control now over what is happening.
