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Introduction to my Blog

Fri, 13 Jan 2012 07:40:00 -0500

Students of Denmark, I am your prince, Hamlet, and this is my daily blog about my extravagant and corrupt life. Please, sit, read, take notes and divulge yourselves into the twisted, malicious and deceiving lives of your beloved royal families. There is nothing pretty or glamorous about my life so I caution you, if you are expecting to read about a fairy tale prince living in a castle you are gravely mistaken. With that said, for all you brave souls out there, I hope you find both anger and fear in my blog and can truly see past my families phony smiles and into their severely wicked minds. Take a minute to take this all in for you are about to discover who me and my dysfunctional family truly are. Enjoy.

A detailed sketch of Hamlet holding a skull and staring...

Fri, 13 Jan 2012 07:29:00 -0500

A detailed sketch of Hamlet holding a skull and staring intensely at the audience, while pondering about life and death

When Death Seem's Pleasant

Fri, 13 Jan 2012 07:26:00 -0500

I feel as though my life is falling apart around me. I want to live but what is there to live for? My father was the entire meaning of my life. He held the soul purpose of my existence. How can I go on when he is gone? And my mother! Oh, my dear, sweet mother has betrayed my father and I by marrying my father’s own brother Claudius! I cannot bear the sight of them together. I thought we were a family, I thought that through all our mourning we would help each other get through it and survive. Yet, what does my family do? They isolate me and leave me to suffer alone and they go on as if he has not even died, as if his death should be celebrated and we should all go dancing on his grave. Oh, the agony is just too much! I wish I could just end my pathetic life and die. If I cannot even trust my own mother, my own family, then am I to go on living my life as a lie? -Hamlet

As beautiful illustration which symbolizes Hamlet’s...

Fri, 13 Jan 2012 07:12:29 -0500

As beautiful illustration which symbolizes Hamlet’s fascination with death and his desire to end his life forever

The Reawakening of the Dead

Fri, 13 Jan 2012 06:48:00 -0500

Students sit down and prepare yourselves for what you are about to hear for it will frighten and anger you to no extent. As I wander aimlessly about the castle mourning my father’s death, Horatio comes to me and tells me of a supernatural occurrence that will shake your bones. Horatio brings me information that the ghost of my father, King Hamlet, has returned to our world in spirit and is seeking something, my help. Accordingly, I go to visit this ghost in the dead of night and he informs me that he is stuck between the world’s of heaven and earth because he was unable to repent his sins before he died. How is this possible you may ask? Well, my dear friends, it seems as though we have a murderer among us, a man who has not only stolen my father’s wife but now I understand he also stole his life. Claudius. -Hamlet

The ghost of King Hamlet returns to tell his son of his murder...

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 22:44:18 -0500

The ghost of King Hamlet returns to tell his son of his murder and inform him of what he must do to avenge it and set his spirit free

The Taste of Revenge

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 22:07:00 -0500

The knowledge of my father’s ghost has provided me with both insight on my uncle’s wickedness and introduced a new meaning to my life. However, this is not without consequences as I am now plagued with hatred and malicious thoughts to redeem my father’s death and hurt the people around me. The only person I respect is my dear friend Horatio, whom has helped me cope through this tough time and plan my revenge. I feel he is the only person I can trust anymore, considering my mother is married to my father’s murderer only two months after his death! Thinking of this infuriates me to no extent but I must stay composed because in due time I will have my revenge and Claudius is going to suffer for how he tore my family apart and how he ruined my life. I will not stop until the job is finished, you can count my word on it student’s of Denmark. Your king will be dead. -Hamlet

As Hamlet obsesses over skulls in a graveyard it becomes evident...

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:42:00 -0500

As Hamlet obsesses over skulls in a graveyard it becomes evident that he too has lost any sanity that remained in his mind and has become consumed by vengeance

Is it Love or is it Lust?

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 21:36:00 -0500

I feel both frustrated and lustful for Ophelia but she is far too young and naive to ever understand the deeply disturbed darkness which plagues my mind. My thoughts have no concern for her now, they serve entirely to my new purpose of avenging my late father’s murder. With my plan now in action it has become a daily routine to act as if I am insane and it is almost fun manipulating everyone. I also commenced my plan with the players to re-enact my father’s murder and Claudius’s dramatic exit proved his culpability for my father’s death. Now all that is left for me to do is kill the bastard. Excuse my language, I just get very passionate about things, it’s in my blood. I must also tell you, you’re going to have a good laugh, but Ophelia is still convinced I am in love with her! This is absurd and absolutely fictitious but I cannot tell her the truth because I do not really trust anyone. Now with Claudius’ spies lurking behind every corner, waiting for me to crack, I must step with caution, especially when I am so close to achieving my goal. -Hamlet

The young and delicate Ophelia stares at Hamlet with both lust...

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:57:00 -0500

The young and delicate Ophelia stares at Hamlet with both lust and confusion during the players re-enactment of King Hamlet’s murder

The Evolution of Despair

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:53:00 -0500

Today was an absolutely dreadful day! I let my heart, my conscious and my fears get the best of me and I evidently destroyed my plan! Oh my dear apprentice’s, I am glad you did not have to witness today’s events, you would have been so ashamed. I went to kill Claudius, I was ready to do it, but then as I creeped in behind him I noticed that he was praying and I thought that killing him now, knowing he will go to heaven, would be inadequate revenge for my father’s murder. So I left him, I let my perfect opportunity slip away and I let him live! It gets worse because I then told my mother about Claudius’s sinful actions and she did not believe me. My own flesh and blood did not trust my word! I was outraged, and then I heard the voice of someone hiding behind me. Assuming it is Claudius spying on me, I thrash my sword blindly at the arras only to discover that it is Polonius, Ophelia’s father, that I have killed under the cover. I cannot fathom how I am going to get myself out of this one. - Hamlet

Hamlet’s unintentional murder of Polonius, under the...

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:50:00 -0500

Hamlet’s unintentional murder of Polonius, under the belief it is Claudius who hides behind the arras

The Impossible Gift of Trust

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:26:00 -0500

How to even begin? Well, to start off, with the news of her father’s death, the lovely Ophelia, has drowned herself in a nearby lake. Now Laertes, Ophelia’s brother and Polonius’ son, is furious with me and wants to murder me for all i have done to him. I almost feel bad for inflicting such unnecessary pain on him. Still, there is no time for guilt or remorse over such things. In this world, in my life, it is every man for himself. There is no trust, no love, just the survival of the fittest, and ultimately, the only person I can rely on to survive is myself. Soon Laertes and I will have to confront each other and fight a battle to the death. This will put our survival to the test to see who shall conquer and who shall parish. -Hamlet

As Ophelia is driven to complete insanity by her fathers death...

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:07:46 -0500

As Ophelia is driven to complete insanity by her fathers death she prepares to dive under and drown at her own will

As My Heartbeat Slows

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:04:00 -0500

They both tricked me! Claudius poisoned Laertes sword so just a single cut would end my life. Amidst our duel, Laertes managed to slice me with his lethal sword, which will now inevitably kill me. However, I have managed to finish off Laertes before my demise. Yet, sadly enough, my mother was killed during the uproar by accidentally drinking a glass of poisoned wine meant for me. Raging at the thought of the extent that Claudius has torn my family apart I stab him and force him to finish off the poisonous wine. Now with my last breaths I wish to serve you, my students, as an educator, so that you can learn from our grave mistakes and make sure that this tale is never forgotten. As death slowly creeps upon me now, I strangely feel not fear but peace of mind for finally being able to fulfill my father’s vengeance and end my wretched life. So goodbye my young scholars, if God has any mercy I may see you once again in heaven. If not I bid my farewell and hope for the best. -Hamlet

Hamlet’s obsession with revenge and death is what...

Thu, 12 Jan 2012 20:03:00 -0500

Hamlet’s obsession with revenge and death is what ultimately caused his demise