"The Climb" -How I Feel (Assignment 6)

"The Climb"

I can almost see it.
That dream I'm dreaming, but
There's a voice inside my head saying
You'll never reach it
Every step I'm takin'
Every move I make
Feels lost with no direction,
My faith is shakin'
But I, I gotta keep tryin'
Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down, but
No I'm not breaking
I may not know it, but
These are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep goin',
And I, I gotta be strong
Just keep pushing on, 'cause

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

Yeah

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Somebody's gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

Yeah, yeah

Keep on movin'
Keep climbin'
Keep the faith baby
It's all about, it's all about
The climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa
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Loving one another can be hard (one another, as in, loving other countries) but we have to do so in order to keep the climb going, “As love between them like the palm might flourish,

As peace should stiff her wheaten garland wear” (5.2.40-41).  Figuring out hardships, as a ruler, is a hard thing to do but has to be done; and this is one of my largest goals.  As I was thinking about what would be the best representation to be played at my funeral the first thing that came to mind was “The Climb”.  This shows that there are struggles in life that you will have to overcome but it’s possible to overcome them, even if it’s hard.  Some battles will be lost and some battles will be won:

                “There's always gonna be another mountain, 
                I'm always gonna wanna make it move
                Always gonna be an uphill battle
                Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
                Ain't about how fast I get there
               Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
               It's the climb”

 It won’t always be easy but it is definitely possible.

 I have gone through a numerous number of battles and this song clearly represents that fact.  One of which “was out sea fight” (5.2.54).  This was one of many battles, or one of many climbs I’ve been through.  One of my most popular, powerful, speeches that I’ve ever given is summed up as a climb in itself.  “To be, or not to be- that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer, / The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, / Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,” (3.1.56-59).  It’s a huge decision that has to be made and a very deep question that needs to be thought about. 

 

One of the hardest decisions I had to make was whether or not I kill Claudius.  I wanted to so badly but, many times, couldn’t bring myself to do it; but I came to a point where I just had to do it, “Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damnèd Dane, / Drink off this potion. Is thy union here? / Follow my mother.” (5.2.308-310).  It was definitely deserved, it was a hard thing to bring myself to do, but once I did it, it felt good and Laertes backs me up, “He is justly served.”(5.2.310). This song will show, immensely, how many tough choices I had to make and how passionate I was for life.  I went day to day trying to make th best choices, coping with hard situation the best I could.  “But two months dead, nay, not so much, not two, / So excellent a king, that was to this…” (1.2.138-139).  My mother waited to two months, after my father died, to get remarries; and did I mention, it was to my uncle.  This hurt so badly and this also was a climb in itself.  When all of this nonsense happened I had another huge decision to make; do I take my own life or not?  “Or that the Everlasting had not fixed / His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God, God! / How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable / Seem to me all the uses of this world!” (1.2.131-134). If it weren’t for my beliefs and faith, I probably would have taken my own life that day and I would have needed this song to be played a lot sooner than it was played.  Some other struggles I had to go through that were very evident were:

 

“That he might not beteem the winds of heaven

Visit her face too roughly.—Heaven and earth,
Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on, and yet, within a month—
Let me not think on ’t.” (1.2.141-146).
----A major battle of getting over my mother’s stupid, careless, and selfish decisions.

 

“’Tis very strange.” (1.2.221).
----At this point I had to decide whether or not to believe Horatio about seeing my father in ghostly form and talking to him.

 

“So lust, though to a radiant angel linked,
Will sate itself in a celestial bed
And prey on garbage.
But soft! Methinks I scent the morning air.
Brief let me be. Sleeping within my orchard,
My custom always of the afternoon,
Upon my secure hour thy uncle stole
With juice of cursed hebenon in a vial,
And in the porches of my ears did pour
The leperous distilment, whose effect
Holds such an enmity with blood of man
That swift as quicksilver it courses through
The natural gates and alleys of the body…” (1.5.55-67).
----I receive all of this information from my father’s ghost and have to cope with the new situation and figure out how I’m going to handle it.

 

“Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit
And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes,
I will be brief: your noble son is mad.
Mad call I it, for, to define true madness,” (2.2.90-93).
----Now, Polonius is calling me crazy.  I don’t appreciate this and have to figure out to I want to climb this mountain.

 

All of these things are related to how I had to climb many mountains, but in the end I overcame the many hurtles.  This is a sad song yet victorious because of all the events I had to take charge of and win. 

 

__Hamlet__