Meet your lover 1000 over -- yours: the magic of the first encounter.
Time stole it, but you've stolen Time -- yours: the elation of the first week.
Memories consumed by chemical fire -- yours: the comfort of a single month.
Yours: your beautiful lover.
Over and over.
Again and again.
Once, twice, thrice.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
blood on grass
Lights on.
A lies on ground, inert, dressed in white, facing the sky. Two onlookers stand around, a
few feet away.
B1: what do you think happened to him?
B2: I dunno… I saw him fall… I think he’s dead.
B1: he just fell?? You mean from a plane?
B2: no… I didn’t see anything… the sky was clear, and this white dot fell from the sky,
and now he’s here…
B1: who do you think we should call? How… what would we say happened?
[man’s toe twitches, catches B2s attention]
B2: (slowly steps closer to the body, murmurs) I… I think I just saw him move…
B1: (whispering) no way… (Raising his voice) there’s no fucking way that man could
have…
B2: (interrupts) LOOK! I’m telling you I just saw him move!!!
B1: (steps closer, next to B1)… no fucking way….. (Voice trails off)
[man twitches again. Moves foot… B1 steps back, afraid. Man turns on his side facing
them. Opens his eyes… The eyes are white.]
B2: (spills out a stream of every known obscenity, beginning with the word ‘holy’)
[A stretches left hand out towards B’s… Something terribly hurts him, he twists in
pain and holds his left shoulder with his right hand… Same pain penetrates his right
shoulder… He screams… in silence]
B1: (noticing the pain in the man’s face, wails in a mixture of sympathy and disgust…)
We have to do something...! (fear doesn’t allow them to move)
[B2 simply stares, shaking.]
[Man drops left hand and uses right hand to touch his back… He screams again… his
hand comes out smeared in blood. In a paranoid fashion, blind, he desperately tries to see
something around him, but is incapable of it. ]
B1: He’s bleeding… look at all that blood on his hand…
B2: [in anguished voice] We must help hiiim… there has to be something we can do…!?
[Man tries to stand, but is unable to, as if the legs are made of concrete. He coils and
slivers like a serpent. Two red blotches symmetrically mark each scapula (each side of
the back). He relaxes.]
[B’s remain silent as truth dawns upon them.]
[A minute of silence…]
B2: an angel… dude.. it’s an…
B1: ...angel... [shocked] is there anything we can do?
[Angel begins to tremble, even though it is warm outside. Heaven’s warmth is that of the
sun’s heat. ]
B2: he… he’s blind…
B1: paradise lost.
B2: how can you lose heaven?
B1: you betray god, or perhaps through a bureaucratic mistake.
B2: or he wanted to live again.
B1: no… (begins to cry).. no… no… no…
B2: what?
B1: this… this might be… the end of the world…
[a second of silence, as the idea sinks in… B2 begins to cry as well… sits on the grass,
watching the angel twitch in the cold]
B2: He’s suffering so much… Look at him.
B1: I know… there’s nothing we can do… not for him, not for ourselves…
B2: damn you, B1, there’s no reason god would kill us today… what kind of god would
do that anyway?
B1: the kind of god that tears the wings off angels and let’s them fall…
B2: (thinks for a minute) no… something isn’t right…
B1: what better explanation do you have?
B2: fuck if I know… this is unreal… I think I’m going crazy…
B1: no you’re not! Nooooooo… or else I wouldn’t see what you are seeing. Insanity
doesn’t usually work in pairs, unless we did some ‘shrooms… or acid…. Nooo… we
really are here, and that angel really is there, dieing. We have to help him.
B2: HOW? HOW? HOW?!?!?!?! HOOOOWWWWWW!!!!!!!?!?!?
B1: SHUT UP!!! Quit screaming!!!! Calm the fuck down!
B2: [unintelligibly screams]
[B1 launches himself towards B2’s face, trying to cover his mouth… B2, furious,
sees it coming and grabs the hand, throws B1 to the ground, and starts choking
him… The Angel grabs B2’s foot, which sends B2 screaming off B1 in fear.]
Character Development
Character Development. Who am I? Who is he? Who is she? Forget the
appearance. Character does not rely on appearance, although appearance influences
character. Vanity is a characteristic; a defect. Part of character, nonetheless.
Each character has a past. Develop a past for each character. Whether they were
born into a poor, rich, or middle-class family. What were the parents of the character like?
Or did the character grow up an orphan? If he had, were they abusive, lenient, gentle,
respectable, vicious, lazy, paranoid… how were they?
Think of episodes of life which might affect the further decisions of the character
you are trying to develop. How were the grades in school of this character? How did he/
she get along with the rest? Think about the genetics and its influence in behavior. As a
writer, one must have a firm understanding of experience. Firm. Were one to misrepresent
a character, the character would lose credibility, and the story would always miss
something. It is the reason Dan Brown sucked and Henry James was praised. The
characters in the story must leave a long-lasting impression in the mind.
How does the character speak? Why does the character speak like that? Did it
grow up on the streets, among snobs, is it trying to fit in or is it part of a complex
developed from the repercussions of shyness? If the character is deaf-mute, was it born
that way, was it the product of an accident, or is it just acting that way?
What is the characters perception of reality? What are its philosophies? Is it
thoughtful, materialistic, apathetic, or insane? Develop a mind. The mind is the self. The
appearance is simply a vehicle for the mind. The mind is responsible for the actions in the
past, for the past, and the actions have molded the future decisions for the mind to act
upon.
For a character, you must develop the mind, the past, and the surroundings.
Characteristics must be emphasized throughout the story to burn the created character into
the mind of the reader. Without character development, the book will always miss
something.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Instructions
http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2010/03/19/arts/design/20100319-museum-slideshow_6.html
If you cannot see the purpose why these three pictures were placed together on the same page, please close your eyes for a second, open them once more and reconsider its purpose.
If you cannot understand why evolutionary followers believe we descended from monkeys, please see the three pictures presented in the link. Please observe the similarities between the bone structures, the placement of bones, the sockets, between humans and apes.
If you fail to see similarities in the bone structures, but rather rely on the differences in size, intelligence, and Biblical history, please take a second to review the pictures above. Repeat action until you see the similarities in bone structure.
If you think, "Ok... the apes bone structure resembles man because ape was also created by God." Please review Bible to find where a female ape was created from a male apes rib. Repeat as needed, for every animal in the animal kingdom where male and female genders exist.
If you cannot see the purpose why these three pictures were placed together on the same page, please close your eyes for a second, open them once more and reconsider its purpose.
If you cannot understand why evolutionary followers believe we descended from monkeys, please see the three pictures presented in the link. Please observe the similarities between the bone structures, the placement of bones, the sockets, between humans and apes.
If you fail to see similarities in the bone structures, but rather rely on the differences in size, intelligence, and Biblical history, please take a second to review the pictures above. Repeat action until you see the similarities in bone structure.
If you think, "Ok... the apes bone structure resembles man because ape was also created by God." Please review Bible to find where a female ape was created from a male apes rib. Repeat as needed, for every animal in the animal kingdom where male and female genders exist.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
The Laughing Jew
NYTimes: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/03/17/world/middleeast/17mideast.html?hp
Here, again, is an example of the US position in the face of Israel's insolence. The decide to build on Palestinian land while Joe Biden is visiting the country, them possibly making a statement and he trying to get a working relationship working between the foes.
Done in all insolence
From the NYTimes:
"Last Tuesday the Israeli Interior Ministry announced 1,600 new housing units for Jews in Ramat Shlomo, another part of East Jerusalem, acutely embarrassing Vice President Joseph R. Biden Jr., who was on a visit here. The move infuriated the Obama administration, coming soon after it had announced the start of American-brokered Israeli-Palestinian indirect peace talks, the first in more than a year.
Mr. Netanyahu apologized for the timing of the announcement and called it a mistake “done in all innocence.” But he has not shifted regarding Israel’s insistence on its right to continue building in all of Jerusalem. "
AMERICA the ophtalmologist trying to correct two blind eyes. We need a deo ex machina like old times to step in and stomp on civilization pick them up in arms impregnate a few for demigods for his entertainment so perhaps we can have more shows like hercules or xena on tv instead of this god awful war of sticks and stones and a well trained well armed well funded israeli army.
Israel has a bomb. It is a big big bomb. Back from the good ole days of proliferation. I sit and roll my hand into a fist and place it under my chin one foot reclined onto the side of the stone where I sit naked, thinking: Man, we've seen the things these human beings have built, created: lollipops, cotton balls, genetically modified thornless roses, and here else they're pasting metal, screwing screws, encasing plutonium in cute little bubbles, capable of reminding the world of those two Japanese incidents mentioned semi-proudly in American history books.
Well, everyone has one. India has one. North Korea has one. France has a few. Britain. Etc.
I mean everyone. The phrase at hand "Don't do onto other masses what we wouldn't like done onto us (at the hands of the few governing, of course)"
It is amazing they haven't made pocket sized a-bombs. Each one of us carrying one of those little Plutonium balls in our pockets, fully exercising a twist off the second amendment.
SO: Based on Murphy's Law those bombs will go off sometime. You know it won't be you or I that will be responsible. Possible, the domino theory will not be whose turning red or blue, but rather, one goes off here, the next one goes off there, and there, and there, and there until no one is left to utter a simple sweet word as 'om'.
Hamas throws stones at the Police.
The Police beat Hamas.
Hamas throws stones at the Police.
The Police beat H mas.
H mas throws stones at the Police.
The Police beat H ma .
H ma th o s st n s t the Police.
The Police beat H m .
H m t o s n the Police.
The Police beat m .
m o n the Police.
The Police beat
the Police.
The Police
the Police
The Police
The Police
The Police
Socioeconomicpoliticoreligiocultural myopia rules at the end of the day.
Here, again, is an example of the US position in the face of Israel's insolence. The decide to build on Palestinian land while Joe Biden is visiting the country, them possibly making a statement and he trying to get a working relationship working between the foes.
Done in all insolence
From the NYTimes:
"Last Tuesday the Israeli Interior Ministry announced 1,600 new housing units for Jews in Ramat Shlomo, another part of East Jerusalem, acutely embarrassing Vice President Joseph R. Biden Jr., who was on a visit here. The move infuriated the Obama administration, coming soon after it had announced the start of American-brokered Israeli-Palestinian indirect peace talks, the first in more than a year.
Mr. Netanyahu apologized for the timing of the announcement and called it a mistake “done in all innocence.” But he has not shifted regarding Israel’s insistence on its right to continue building in all of Jerusalem. "
AMERICA the ophtalmologist trying to correct two blind eyes. We need a deo ex machina like old times to step in and stomp on civilization pick them up in arms impregnate a few for demigods for his entertainment so perhaps we can have more shows like hercules or xena on tv instead of this god awful war of sticks and stones and a well trained well armed well funded israeli army.
Israel has a bomb. It is a big big bomb. Back from the good ole days of proliferation. I sit and roll my hand into a fist and place it under my chin one foot reclined onto the side of the stone where I sit naked, thinking: Man, we've seen the things these human beings have built, created: lollipops, cotton balls, genetically modified thornless roses, and here else they're pasting metal, screwing screws, encasing plutonium in cute little bubbles, capable of reminding the world of those two Japanese incidents mentioned semi-proudly in American history books.
Well, everyone has one. India has one. North Korea has one. France has a few. Britain. Etc.
I mean everyone. The phrase at hand "Don't do onto other masses what we wouldn't like done onto us (at the hands of the few governing, of course)"
It is amazing they haven't made pocket sized a-bombs. Each one of us carrying one of those little Plutonium balls in our pockets, fully exercising a twist off the second amendment.
SO: Based on Murphy's Law those bombs will go off sometime. You know it won't be you or I that will be responsible. Possible, the domino theory will not be whose turning red or blue, but rather, one goes off here, the next one goes off there, and there, and there, and there until no one is left to utter a simple sweet word as 'om'.
Hamas throws stones at the Police.
The Police beat Hamas.
Hamas throws stones at the Police.
The Police beat H mas.
H mas throws stones at the Police.
The Police beat H ma .
H ma th o s st n s t the Police.
The Police beat H m .
H m t o s n the Police.
The Police beat m .
m o n the Police.
The Police beat
the Police.
The Police
the Police
The Police
The Police
The Police
Socioeconomicpoliticoreligiocultural myopia rules at the end of the day.
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