I woke up in a dark room with a massive headache that beat like a drum. I slowly got up and tried to remember what happened. I remember a huge storm that ravaged the west coast, then a space-ship came down and started to abduct people. “Oh no, I have been abducted!” I screamed to myself. As I said that the door opened, and light flooded into the dark room. My jaw dropped as I saw a huge poster behind me and it looked almost like animal cell. The man who opened the door said to me, “Come with me, now”. I started to walk with him down a series of windy roads that seemed to go on for miles, and there would be blobs of matter that would move through the pathways. After about a half an hour of walking, the smooth pathway turned into a …show more content…
“Where are we even going?” I ask. “I am going to give you a tour of the city, now that I have done my errand.” He said that with a look of pleasure. “Okay.” I said happy that I wasn’t going somewhere bad. We ride along in the bus and we say nothing. I break the silence and say, “ What is your name?”. “Tyler”, he said. “What is your name?” he asked. “ I am David.” We ride along and Tyler shows me the structures of the city that help provide stability, he called them Tubules and Filaments. He also showed me the “Splitter of the chips.” These basically were structures that split the chips that held information when it was time for the splitting of the city. “Why does the city split?” I asked. “It helps the thing we are trying to build easier, see the more cities the more functions we can do to help create the thing we are building.” “That’s cool.” I said. He tells me that the city is really in a watery environment and the city has a tail and hairs that help it move through the liquids. The hairlike structures help substances pass over the city and the tail whips around and helps the city …show more content…
It is also the restroom part of the city. Tyler said that this is where everyone has to eat their food and use the restroom. A few football fields away was a power station and it seemed that all the buildings were hooked up to it. “What about that thing Tyler?” I asked him. “That is the power station of the city there are lots of them but that one is the biggest.” After lunch we headed up to the Town Hall of the city. I was surrounded by a gate that let certain people in and out of the building. We got through one of the doors in the gate, but it was heavily guarded. After we got through we went straight to the Builder’s room Tyler told me that this is where “The building blocks of the city” are assembled. We go in and sure enough we see the round red balls floating out a door and into the city. Then we go into the “Chip” room where the information to the city is stored. We leave the building after and Tyler says “Okay you are now a part of the City. “Wait I need to get back to where I came from!” I yelled at him “There is no way back!”
The papers looked like a journal torn apart, with a cover and a back side. It was crumpled. The papers looked like they were written by someone who had just experienced a death of a family member. He was smart, so he checked with the UV light to see if anything else was written on the paper. He saw things he couldn’t understand, strange figures and drawings.
“Babe, everything okay?” he asks, putting his arms around me. “Two things,” I tell him. “First, I need to go to the motor vehicle office and second, what do you think about taking a road trip?”
Finally, a rocket arrives and The City awakens. It determines that the people visiting are indeed from Earth and reanimates a corpse to do its bidding. It could be asked how something as simple as a developed area previously inhabited by several beings could possibly do anything that significantly impacted other living things, as it is supposedly insentient. To show that The City did indeed have intentions, Bradbury had to make
Hero 's Journey an explanation of heros in every heros vs villians story. Starting of with how the hero was living before he/she even know they will be saving lives, calling it the ordinary world. This is simply for the audience to identify them by explaining their environment, heredity, and personal history. The hero has a call to adventure a call that can change this person 's life for either good or bad. This is to have some excitement in the story this can result in external pressure.
To further this conversation we look at the acts committed by the City Council and the Vague, Yet Menacing Government Agency we see their deviance as a reflection
and you will have what you seek. Your redemption is before you. I know you remember when God blocked the sun from shining and caused the moon to turn red as a sign and worked miracles against your enemies. He wanted to prove His word that you are the chosen and to endorse holiness and devotion. See what a calamity it will be for you to lose what you have longed to have because you choose to be one of the crowd.
Darkness. That was all I saw when I awoke. Where I laid was absent of all heat, sending multiple shivers down my spine. I tried to move, but it proved to be unsuccessful, for I could barely move a finger. I had no memory.
When I first read Marco Polo’s description of Zenobia, my mind was immediately intrigued. When he described a city on “on high pilings, with many platforms and balconies placed on stilts at various heights,” (35) my mind instantly recalled Salvador Dalí’s painting Elephants. These elephants had large, wide, hefty looking bodies, with coned houses on their backs, and small, stick-like legs. So, like Dalís painting, I drew my houses grande, tall, and wide, and my bases and supporting structures small like sticks. Then, somewhat like how treehouses connect, I added in ladders and floating sidewalks to connect each of the houses and placed water barrels and fishing poles around the houses as well.
As the car was in motion on the way to where I would be staying I rolled the window down. Something other than the tall green grasses and canopy trees caught my attention. I finally started to see some scattered buildings, hotels, and restaurants. The city started to seem more urbanized, that wasn 't the only infrastructure that I saw, more was yet to come. As we went deeper into the rural areas the buildings disappeared and the sidewalks started to become more deteriorated.
Conclusion In conclusion, the “Parable of the Sower” portrays cities as places to avoid rather than being sanctuaries due to the lack of safety and the adverse influences of corporations. However, the novel does provide some hope by proving that if we start realizing problems and planning ahead, then, cities could change and become more livable in the future. As more people move to urban areas, the way we plan, manage and develop our cities will be fundamental in creating a fair, safe, healthy and sustainable
Hello." Is all I can slip out of my mouth. "Salutations Kevin, I hope you have brought your appetite." Edd says in a welcoming voice, yet his eyes reflect his inner nervousness. "I did, I can 't wait to finally meet your parents."
(line 43) The actions introduced in the first stanza confirm that it is a city even further: “for a walk among the hum-colored cabs. First, down the sidewalk where laborers feed their dirty glistening torsos sandwiches and Coca-Cola, with yellow helmets on. They protect them from falling bricks, I guess.” (lines 2-6)
“Hurry up, run, I think I know where they went,” I yelled back to the group following me. I was the leader of a group of slave catchers trying to catch slaves on the Underground railroad “I think I heard them,”called a slave catcher named Tyrone. We were a group of 6 people looking for runaway slaves that are looking to be free. “Not on my watch,” I thought. I had already caught three slaves, but I had not been paid very well.
It is known as the kallipolis. The city has three levels to keep the city running smoothly. There are guardians, philosophers who rule the city. There are auxiliaries, which protect the city from threats. There are craftsmen, who make money for the city.
The broken city is shown in the form of ten gaged, circular forms that are spaced apart and sometimes overlapping. Instead of clear circles, the more organic shapes are used to create a sense of brokenness. At one point these shapes were united as one, but the audience is only allowed to see the aftermath of some sort of destruction. The pieces have been torn apart; their ripped edges makes the viewer experience the tearing themselves. It gives the audience a more personal, uncomfortable reaction compared to if the pieces were clean circles.