Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Dead? Really

Alright, so, Hamlet and Laertes are playing over here with their swords, and Laertes has the sharp, poisoned one (just as we planned). I have the poisoned drink next to me just in case Laertes can't get the job done. Well Hamlet ends up winning the first two duels and my wife, my queen, my dear Gertrude praises her son with a drink, and she drinks the freaken poison. I tried to warn her, but I couldn't without giving away my plot. So, there's the first person dead. All the while Laertes and Hamlet get serious about their fight after Laertes hits Hamlet with a cheap shot. Somehow they switch swords and Hamlet cuts Laertes with the poisoned sword. So now THEY are both going to die. THEN Laertes rats me out and here comes Hamlet, already furious for revenge, and stabs me with the poisoned sword. Then he forces the poison drink down my throat. I am now slain. Shortly after, Hamlet dies. So, just to catch up, Gertrude, Laertes, Hamlet, and ME are dead. Fortenbras comes into the scene and takes over the throne. All of this was because of me. I started Hamlet's insanity when I killed his father, the King, to take control. My selfishness has resulted in multiple deaths and the loss of Denmark, and in the end what for? For me dead. Come on, really?

Monday, November 2, 2009

The Troubles Keep Coming

Poor Ophelia has gone mad. She is constantly singing, and her antics are worthy of an asylum. The lose of Hamlet, her brother being in France, and now the murder of her father have all contributed to her insanity. Now she is dead. She has drowned. Bad things do come in clumps, like enemy spies, but all at once like an army. I found out this information out during my little chat with Laertes, and boy he didn't take it to well. He first came home furious with his fathers death, threatening my own life. O but do I have a way with words ;) I calmly told him the situation and persuasively explained to him that the best thing to do is kill Hamlet. O how this has worked out for me :). Hamlet comes home instead of going to England, where I was going to have him murdered, and here's Laertes pissed off that Hamlet killed his father and wants revenge. We planned that they will duel and Laertes will use a sharp sword. If he doesn't kill him that way, we will poison the tip so that a scratch will kill him. If those two plans don't work, they will take a break and I will bring him a poisoned drink. One way or another Hamlet is going to be dead. Laertes kills him. I don't do it. I'm not guilty. I can go to sleep without worrying about waking up with a knife in my chest from of my nephew-son. All is good.

Polonius is Dead

Hamlet has killed my friend Polonius. I would have been the one dead if I was there. It's my fault for not controlling this mad man. I kept his condition secret and allowed it to grow worse and worse. He will be shipped off IMMEDIATELY!!!! I told his friends to go find Hamlet and the body, while Gertrude and I go and talk to close friends about what we plan on doing and what has been done. Hopefully this is just slander. Hamlet really has taken it to the next level. What if I am next? Is he going to come after me? This is it. I cannot live with this constant worry of him possibly killing me. I will have to come up with a plan to get rid of him. Sure I can send him to England, but when he comes back I could still be the target. So, I wrote a letter to the King of England instructing him to kill Hamlet. He has to do it, and in doing so my stress will be realieved. I will never be happy unless his is slain.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Pray

I had to get out of that play. Does Hamlet know? He has to know. There is no way that he could know. There is no way that he could want a play that is parallel to the the exact story of my deed. He is acting mad but maybe with purpose. Maybe he wants us to all think he is crazy, for he knows what I have done. He would think that would be the best way to maybe seek revenge. But how would he find out? Is there something bigger here that would have told Hamlet what has happened? It is not safe for me to let his insanity get out of control. It's time to take action. Guildenstern and Rosencrantz will go with him to England. He can't be around me. I have now realized the rotten crime I have commited. There is only one thing for me to do. Pray.

For isn't that what God's mercy is for? No, that won't work for I am still reaping the benifits of my sin: my crown and my queen. So what can I do? I will offer whatever repentence I can. That can't hurt. But it can't help either! I am really in a sticky situation. My soul is stuck to sin, and the more it trys to break free, the more is sticks.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

It Isn't Love, But There's Something

Today we, Polonius and I, observed the interaction between Hamlet and Ophelia. His actions did not seem like he has been drvien crazy with love. Hamlet seemed disorganized in his words, but he isn't crazy. His sadness is brewing something inside of him, and it could be dangerous. I have to get him out of here, away from Me, Denmark, and anyone else he could harm. So, I will send him to England. There he can try and get the money that they owe us. Hopefully this trip will push all sad thoughts that are potentially dangerous out of his mind. When important people show any sign of insanity, you have to watch them very closely.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

My Guilt

Polonius and I were just about to go hide and observe Hamlet when he said something to Ophelia that really hit me hard. "We are oft to blame in this-'tis too much proved-that with devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the Devil himself." This is true. People act devoted to God to cover what they have done wrong. I feel guilty, my stomach is in knots over what I have done. A whore puts on make to look pretty as I am using fine words to cover up what I truly am. I can not help but feel guilty for the terrible deed I have done.

Hamlet's Play :)

I got an update on Hamlet from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. They haven't found out much information, claiming that he admits to being confused but does not say why. He treated them nicely but seemed as though he was forcing himself to do so. Then they said that he was interested in a play being performed later. I am happy that this interests him, for it could do him some good. They need to find out more information though.