Fear is a trait that pervades all mortals. Through strength, some are able to overcome these fears. In some cases, however, even the greatest of strengths is not enough to allay uncertainties regarding life. Gilgamesh and Enkidu find strengths in one another that allow them to overcome their physical fears, but through friendship the two are unable to conquer man's ultimate fear and fate, death.
As friends, these two companions support one another in shortcomings. Where Enkidu is weak, Gilgamesh is strong. Where Gilgamesh is apprehensive, Enkidu is brave. Together, the two set out to make their names known and to earn eternal fame. Along their journey, Gilgamesh and Enkidu must face the terrifying Huwawa, Bull of Heaven, who guards the Cedar Forest through which they must pass.
In entering battle with Huwawa, Bull of Heaven, Gilgamesh appears concerned, but he is not truly fearful. He does not hesitate in fighting this mighty creature because he understands that he and Enkidu, the companion, are fully capable of defeating the terrifying beast. Knowing that they are unrivaled in strength, the two fight under the tenet that "Two people, companions, they can prevail together against the terror." With the belief that their friendship is greater than both men as individuals, Gilgamesh and Enkidu are victorious in their encounter with the beast, slay him, and enter the Cedar Forest so as to continue their quest for everlasting fame. The encounter with Huwawa differs from the fated encounter with death, however, in that while Gilgamesh wants to conquer death, as a mortal, he is not capable of escaping the destiny of man. In fighting Huwawa, there was always the possibility of victory.
While battles against physical beings can be fought with companionship, as illustrated throughout the journey of Gilgamesh and Enkidu, the ultimate battle against the unseen death cannot. The two, unfortunately, are not able to learn the secret of immortality, and the companion...
Essay #2, Prompt #1
Trying Something Out For the First Time
Everyone has their biggest fears, and growing up, mine was to experience a rollercoaster ride. My fear for heights has always made a big impact on me. From being not able to look down from a bridge for more than ten seconds to still getting petrified when that elevator ride gives that “floating” feeling, being afraid of heights tend to always make me different from others. It made me feel shameful every once in a while whenever my friends were in my presence and all they talked about was how much they enjoy riding roller coasters. It sure made me feel like an outcast and terribly uncomfortable since I always called myself “Ms. Who-Can’t-Even-Look-Down-A-Bridge”. Yes, I would even get mad at my own self for being afraid of heights. I’ve always been scared of change and was willing to stay in my comfort zone forever. I made a pact to myself that I will never ride roller coasters, ever. Before, I’ve always wondered how embarrassing it would be like if I ever went to an amusement park with my girl friends since they all had nothing to be afraid of while on the other hand, I did.
Unfortunately it was for me, one summer day, my friends and I actually went to the amusement park, California’s Great America. When I first heard the plan, I knew I did not want to go and be any part of this trip whatsoever. However, since it was summer and my friends and I...
Man’sgreatest inventions will be the topic of this journal. Although, inventions may or may not come in a man-made object but it does come from the work of man’s intelligence and determination to survive in this world as described in Maslow’s “Hierarchy of Needs”. This paper will express the source and significance of the Fertile Crescent to man’sgreatest intellectual inventions, and explain why certain countries prosper and other countries were unable to develop during this era. In today’s society, the year 2009, it is evident that crops, animals, human ideas and concepts, and inventions from the Fertile Crescent have proliferated throughout the world.
In the beginning, 13,000 years ago, the origin of the fertile crescent in the Middle East, not only provided significant advantages it played a major role in man’s quest to grow and survive. In fact, the Fertile Crescent geographical location contributed to a climate suitable for farming, producing land to be rich in food resources such as, the nutritious wheat and barley, cow, pig, sheep, and goat needed from nomads to live. During this era approximately 9,000 years ago, on the ancient country of Mesopotamia now called Iraq, lived the Sumerian that unfolded the inventions of human ingenuity. The Sumerian were highly intelligent, resourcefulness, and energetic people that...
...Epitome of humanity’s greatest enemy
Enemy. When one hears this word, people tend to automatically relate this to negative emotions such as sorrow, despair, anger and hatred. By definition, an enemy is a person we feel hatred for, foster harmful designs against, or engage in antagonistic activities against; an adversary or opponent. Most people think that an enemy must be someone you foster a great deal of hatred for, but that is not necessarily the case. While saying that the person you hate the most should be considered your enemy is correct, the question that I would like to bring forward is who you will consider to be your greatest enemy. By now, I believe there are already some names that stir up the emotions mentioned above, such as anger and hatred; however, that is not the answer I am looking for. Have you ever considered the idea that your worst and greatest enemy is someone you know better than anyone else; someone who is closer than you might expect? Sir Thomas Browne once said “Every man is his greatest enemy, and as it were, his own executioner”. Keeping that thought in mind, the question that remains unanswered is who is man’sgreatest enemy?
Wayne LaPierre from the NRA once said “Guns don’t kill people”. While there are many arguments with regards to this topic, one thing is quite certain and that an inanimate object is not able to cause harm by itself. However, when any...
...or do things worth the writing. "
- Benjamin Franklin
My greatestfear is dying without being remembered by the masses. Death is the end of the worldly journey for all. From birth to death, every human creates their own story. We build on this story daily until we pass away. For some people, this life story is a boring, lonely tale. But for others, this adventure is filled with emotions including failure, success and building a legacy that will last a thousand years. Personally, my greatestfear is that my life will not be remembered by millions and be forgotten. This fear helps me daily to strive to do my best.
Since birth, my father has forced me to strive for excellence. The idea that nothing is ever good enough and there is always room for improvement. Whether it be sports, academics or social interactions, one must learn from their past mistakes and improve in all aspects of life on a daily basis. My father raised me to be a winner and to never give up, this outlook on life came from his experience in the United States Army. Around age 16, I began pondering what my life would be like in 20 years. I planned to be in Congress with a Masters in Criminal Law. I figured that in order to reach that goal, I would have to embrace the teachings of my father and try my hardest daily. I soon developed a fear a failure, which I overcame after realizing that failure is the first...
The fear I have in my life is my fear of syringes and blood. As far back as I can
remember, getting a small shot or having blood taken out for testing has resulted in my passing out or, throwing up in public. I cant remember a time that i have gotten a flu shot or had blood taken, that I haven't gotten sick. I dislike the feeling of having any form of needle pinch my skin, and the feeling of liquid leaving your veins. Even a slight pinch, a needle from a flu shot makes me uneasy. The most embarrassing, the sight of actual blood, discussing or even thinking makes me nauseous. In high school when we had to dissect a frog in science class I literally passed out. This strange fear of mine will probably not go away any time. No matter how old you are there's always something you are afraid of. I will never know if my fear of syringes and blood will ever go away as I age. These are my two greatestfear, it is not because is dangerous, the needles or having my blood taken out, it the sight or the thought of blood that gets me. I have overcome many of my fears in the past, and i know that I will get over my current fears in the near future. However overcoming our fears is a mark of our growth in maturity as humans. I know that as I age, with support from friends and family I can overcome them....
... My greatestfear came to me in the form of reoccurring dreams and visions that I experienced while sleeping, dreaming, meditating, and reading the bible. The fear was formed from several visions I experienced about the Armageddon War from the Book of Revelation in the Bible. It was very strange that my dreams and visions were a far cry from how the preacher described the Book of Revelation and the Armageddon War at church. My dreams and visions had distinct elements shared not only in Christianity, but are shared in Hinduism, Buddhism, and Shintoism. In my vision, I saw that the Armageddon War was a battle between the forces of light versus the forces of dark. The forces of light were made up of descendants of the twelve tribes of Israel, ironically some of which whom had been brought back from the dead with a technique called Reanimation. The forces of darkness were made up of descendants that were the blood of the old Egyptian Empire in the Old Testament. The heroes of the war were supernatural and larger than life, but strangely were members of both sides of the war. The cultures and beliefs of the two opposing side were polar opposites, but a lot like the two cultures the collided in the Old Testament during the Jewish Manifest Destiny after Moses help the Hebrew slaves escape from captivity.
In my terrifying vision, I saw the period which led up to the Armageddon War. It was a period of great instability on Earth...
...Dictation by Fear
As the Twin Towers fell to the ground, mass chaos spread throughout the United States. Among many other overwhelming feelings, many Americans were left in question and accusations. The motives of the terrorists were unknown and many Americans’ fear overtook a sense of logic. With fear fueling the minds of many Americans, many began to take illogical and unjustified actions. A stereotype developed amongst the Muslim society, which has still shrugged them from American society to this day. 9/11 instilled a fear in Americans that strung a chord in each person that disregarded a sense of logic or morals. Arthur Miller sets a scene of mass chaos and paranoia in the 1600’s in an area much like Salem, Mass.. A fear of witchcraft, that could quite possibly overtake the holy lifestyle in the Puritan society, created a spiraling downfall. In Arthur Millers multithematic play “The Crucible”, fear directs the decisions and course of life.
The deep rooted fear Reverend Parris feels stems from the reputation he must uphold as reverend of the holy community. In desperation, Parris allows his fear to contradict himself as he defends his niece, Abigail. Although Parris knows that Abigail is lying when she says she is not involved in witchcraft, Parris defends her in hopes it will secure his reputation and position in the community. As reverend, it is not...
As the instructor put me in that choke hold on my second to last day of swim instruction I knew I broke the one rule I tried so hard not to. “Get the hell out of my pool” he yelled. I dangled there in the middle of the pool wondering how this man could hold me in a chokehold while keeping both of us afloat. “You weak bitch, get the fuck out of my pool”. As those words echoed through the empty olympic sized pool room I was let go, left to reach the side of the deep end under my own power.
Already a month and a half in Marine Corps boot camp I was use to the abuse. This was different, I could handle all the physical punishment on the land. The countless push ups, and being forced to roll around in sand pits at 5 am before breakfast. Being in the best shape of my life at the time there was only one thing that could bring this fear over me. Up until boot camp I could count my exposure to bodies of water on one hand. Growing up in the middle of Queens, NY I rarely encountered a pool. Although my family moved to upstate New York, to a high school that did have its own pool, I wasn't forced to use it.
At the end of my senior year of high school while most of my friends were visiting and picking colleges I was preparing for boot camp. Everyday I ran countless miles and did numerous pushups getting my body ready for the three months of pain I was about to endure. Not being the biggest or strongest kid in high school most of my friends...