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INT. SCENE 1 – THE AWAKENING – DAY
FADE IN:
It was born in a test tube,
Twitching organic mass, form skewed.
They fed it chaos and it grew.
More tests ordered. More data due.
They poked it daily for a phase,
Kept in an incubator daze.
Mesmerising to watch,
This new form scared of touch.
It was secret, shrouded in myth.
No regret subverting parental shift.
They caged it for safety,
They said.
It would rage, unsure of identity.
It bled.
But did it feel pain? Skins shed.
The question kept being asked.
They poked again—curiosity unmasked.
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EXT. SCENE 2 – THE ESCAPE – NIGHT
The compound was a proud facility,
A bastion of societal stability.
But they had no idea what they had.
They didn’t know it was sad,
Or how that rage would come in waves—
Bursts of fury none could brave.
Of course it escaped.
It saw trees, tried their shape.
Standing gave no thrill,
So it moved on with sentient will.
No longer content to mimic or mirror—
Its form turned strange, its outline unclear.
INSERT: NEWSCAST AUDIO
“Smelly blob terrorizes locals—”
It became the talk of social vocals.
It smells, it looks forlorn.
It better behave or be clearly gone.
Edges undefined,
Obscure and growing all the time.
Tentacles and warped limbs,
A head that could be a stomach—or wing.
A sight to shake your footing if you dared to look up.
It reached the city, tore buildings down.
Huge now, destruction for a crown.
It stomped, it thrashed, toward the centre bound.
And the scholars in their coats
Poked again—
It hollered, several guttural throats.
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EXT. SCENE 3 – THE BATTLE – DAY
They didn’t know what it was—so they tried to destroy it.
It ran amok. We can’t employ it.
We can’t live with what we can’t control.
We mustn’t underestimate our role.
Kill the beast.
Then—it spoke.
CAMERA PANS IN – THE MONSTER SPEAKS
I’m ill-formed.
You brought me here, gave me these tools.
I don’t know what I am either,
But I’m trying to find where I belong.
To roam, to take shape.
I want your help—
But I won’t get it.
In the tube, I felt defined.
Out here, misplaced.
Scared and angry feel the same.
If I must be killed,
Aim for the head—
But tell me first…
Where that is.
FADE OUT: sirens stop, dust settles, silence.
The metropolitan area consists of everything like theaters, museums, restaurants, and a lot of hotels and skyscrapers. But most of all, the cities are filled with public transportation(city buses, subways, trains, taxi cabs, and airports, e.g.) and a lot of luxurious vehicles. Whether anyone is in either New York City, Los Angeles, Dallas, Tokyo, Toronto, London, or wherever, the city is everybody’s lives. It seems that all metropolitan areas are considered awesome vacation spots, even for tourists. The metropolitan areas from the United States of America and the world each have a lot of famous landmarks, especially those of the Gateway Arch, the Empire State Building, the Golden Gate Bridge, Big Ben, etc. All downtown areas are best known for attracting would-be city folks to go to, and that’s a real fact. Well, frankly, all cities from the United States of America and beyond are harder to get away from, even in the Los Angeles area of Hollywood,California. And imagine my surprise when I found out that Downtown Ft. Worth, Texas, has a movie theater and a Barnes & Noble book store. Being from the metropolitan area has its awesome advantages, especially when he or she has been influenced by the hip-hop culture and the urban culture. Well, I guess this is just the essence of urban living. The cities also have cooler downtown apartments in the downtown areas, especially in Dallas and in Ft. Worth. Boy, if I were to visit either Calgary, Alberta, Canada, Venice, Italy, London, England, Charlotte, North Carolina, or wherever, I’d stay there for a week or tow; I’d bring back some souvenirs. I wonder if the cities will still be there and there’s going to be more awesome cities in the future, Well, I guess I’ll never know. We’re all very cool for a bunch of city folks. And when he or she is in the city, it's like driving on the city streets, especially when he or she is driving either a Nissan Armada, a Cadillac Escalade EXT, or one of those BMW vehicles. I’m looking forward to residing in one of the metropolitan areas either out of state or another country, if that were to happen, that would be great.
She danced through the house smiling and singing.
We had to sit and be entertained. Her happiness
came at her current Lovers expense: as who she
always wanted became available through a break-up.
She dismissed him without any regards to his feelings
or concern. I have been his Secret lover ,his pen-pal,
on his waiting list and now I am his. Might the moon
spotlight my performance, that a world
of people who wish us together might gather as friends
and family united in the spirt of our belonging.
Then to be only, his only might a world of people who
understand love unite us. That he has swayed me into
interest, his two year eldership might gain him favor
that I may speak his wisdom from the position as husband.
Divisi Ossia, Legato Pesante, Presto piu Mosso,
Forte Del Segno, Metis Kanata: might mornings sing the
praises of love. To be patient and find false promises, works
in the making to satisfy my trust in him. Might all the
intentions of our togetherness be in the interest of our trust,
our needs, our wants and our reward, in that laborious convey
that cements our love.
Sheer Attractiveness ( Appears courtesy of:Lust of the Flesh Music Company). A need for love Music Production Company and Duct- Tour Projection Inc.
"Tighten Your Towel Diggy Like Looking" used with permission from "Kant Get My Man Jealous" Music Literarium Maestro Conducts Reek- Cords..... And Jivestone Ringshine Woman with Platinum Intentions Music Suites Inc.
Internal Duct
Capped
Snare Brush
Whisk Broom
Frottoir
Xylophone
Carillonneurs
All Appear Of Beg Me Bytch Music And Contractual Services.
Contracts and Contacts that'll blow your mind.
Call Dheezey at $44-555-0009 ext 069 ask For Big Thang or Meatus!
Ask him do they use hempoil in perfume?
Step Outline- Hiking Trail (A Horror)
Prologue
Ext. Woodland Park, Upstate California- Sunset
It’s mid-autumn, hot. A week before school starts, there’s a family gathering. A young woman is arguing with her father. She’s holding onto her food. Then, she grabs her purse and storms off. Her father calls after her, but she’s heading into the mouth of the woods.
ACT I
Ext. The mouth of the woods- Dusk
She walks along the hiking trail, grumbling about her father. She takes a bite of her hotlink and complains about leaving her beer behind. She isn’t alone.
Int. Feelings
She wants to have one family outing where she doesn’t fight with her dad. It’s the same repeating argument, just a different scene. He always eats away at her good time. Why can’t Dad let me be?
Ext. Right at the throat of the woods- Dusk
She shouts to the listening woods she doesn’t want to return to her father. And the beast that’s stalking her listens.
ACT II
Ext. Swallowed by the woods- Dusk
The beast watches the woman slide down the woodland path. She’s speaking to herself aloud.
Int. Thoughts
Are her troubles so loud that they have to escape her body? If the beast sinks its teeth into her throat, will her words of anguish spill out with her blood? And then she shouts she doesn’t want to return to her father. If she doesn’t have any plans to leave the woods, he should have his fill.
ACT III
Int. Inside the belly- Dark
There are blistering bubbles below her. She lost a shoe and three toes. The walls flex and relax against her crawling hands. She didn’t know someone was tailing her and listening. She was so consumed with her fight with her father that she got devoured by another man.
Thinking again I was about this reconciliation
With somebody who I used to love and adore
I thought she was going to be my destination
Venturing into the unknown that was obscure
But what I felt for this girl, this strong sensation
Is the reason why I would always get back for
Maybe at times was a lack of comunication
But if only in the beging, I'd known the score
There were times I felt it was maybe my limitation
perhaps again It was on my part, feeling insecure
And yet again here we go in that same situation
Always made to feel like the one who's the outlaw
Some could ask what really was my expectation
And just on looking back now Im not quite so sure
Because I mean if there was no real explanation
Then how could what we have had ever endure?
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a poem inspierd by a friend while in hostal(1999)
Also inspierd by a friend from 92/93 Heather
Not my best effort origianl idea the girl next door
tHIS BASED LOSLY ON AN EX JUST ANOTHER
INTERPRETASION OF HER ALSO AN EXSTENSION
OF DEVIOUS HER NAME DASJa Vu
BAD CASE OF NOSTALGIA EXT
note this was on soup called obscure
but added extra lines tweeked a bit and changed
back to original title ,,,ORIGIALY WRITTENSEPT 99
S ay it like you mean it with your smart phone or by way of social media
I ntellegence of the artificial kind is becoming very attractive way too fast
G lobal Prositioning Systems are fine, but smart cars are driving me insane
N ext time you need a taxi, you best make sure it comes with a human driver
O pposing forces with diverse objectives demand acceptable compromises
F acts, in our day, appear to be less crucial than the way we feel about them
T axes, it seems, must be levied whether derived from the dead or the living
H istory speaks to those who listen, and hindsite is 20 20, but what veiw can be better, faster, and smarter than cellphones?
E xit stradegies should be determined before engaging in potentially explosive geopolitical conflicts
T he seige has already begun, the antiquated walls will soon be breached, and good for nothing or not, we will have wars.
I nformation stands alone begging to be placed in hands of the frugle, the pure, and the wise.
M isguided and unsuspecting followers have now been bewitched by deception and greed.
E mpty promises can be easily detected if the masses would only bother to question and verify.
S ituation ethics always leave a trail of tears and sorrows for the next generation to wipe away.
04232018PSContest, Sign Of The Times, Hamilton
Then, was a lot less adversity
Then, you just can't compare
Then, was common courtesy
Then, people they did so care
Then, there were less prudes
Then, people got on together
Then, a different set of attitudes
Then, we'd never say never
Then, was more fashionable
Then, seemed more classic
Then, was more memorable
Then, I think was just fantastic
Then, time's were more sleek
Then, was just way more cool
Then, I would say was unique
Then, though now is oldskool!
inspired me by my other writes a new age, world in my eyes
conversations with other people family friends ext
also other soup members and of course current issues
some could probably relate to also WRITTEN 0CT 2012
FIRST HALF TALKING ABOUT NOW AND HOW THINGS WER
THEN REEDITED ABIT CHANGED VERSE TWO COMPLELY
Lyricvixen's Mock Peach Pie Recipe
1) 375 degrees F - bake - pie crust -
10 to 15 minutes (may vary in oven) read directions - set aside
DRY Medium bowel **
2) 3/4 cup ? of Sugar (can add "1/4 cup" more or to taste)
3) 1/8 tsp ? of Baking Powder
3) 1/8 cup ? of Flour (used self rising - maybe any kind?)
WET Blender ***
4) 3 TBSP ? of Water (bottled)
5) TWO - 4OZ ? of Applesauce (any)
6) 1/2 tsp ? of vanilla Ext.
7) 1 TBSP ? of Vinegar (white/apple cider any or lemon juice)
8) 10 to 12 ? of steamed carrots
(used bag of prewashed/cut - Mini carrots )
9) 1/8 tsp to 1tsp - (TO TASTE) SPICE: New Gingerbread Spice (McCormick )
Directions
A) Blender - Water/ Applesauce/ Vanilla/ Vinegar / steamed carrots
B) bowl - dry - sugar / Baking Powder / Flour /
C) ADD - wet to dry mixture and Mix
D) NOW - ADD - Canoil oil (or any) mix well (can add in blender but I don't like too)
F) POUR - In Pie Crust
BAKE: 375 degrees F (190 degrees C/5 Moderate)
30 to 45 minutes
(used "Toaster Oven" - Because Summer Time)
? COOL 2 to 6 hours for best Flavor ?
2017
Form:
Our Seasons are a blessing, as they also represent
the cycle of life- and Spring is our symbol of Rebirth.
A nother Spring did come our way;
B egan late March, and day by day,
C ontinued to advance and urge
D ear Daffodils to soon emerge,
E nhancing scenes with pastel splash-
F orgetting drab of Winter's ash.
G reen life came forth with varied hues-
H ad driven Springtime's wakened muse
I nto a frenzy of rebirth.
J ump-started seeds, beneath the earth,
K indly spread Forsythia bloom;
L et Crocus sprout from Winter's tomb.
M agnolia blossoms, pink and white,
N ext painted days with pure delight.
O ur Spring brought Pansy's vivid shades,
P urple Iris, Sweet Pea cascades.
Q uick to grow, Anemones,
R ounded buds on Dogwood trees.
S lowly, Spring displayed her gems;
T iny Snowdrops danced on stems.
U nder bushes violets grew
V anishing bleak Winter's view,
W ith colors painting the new scene.
X anadu, our Springtime dream!
Y early blessings, seasons bring-
Z enith of each year- our Spring!
April 16, 2016 (revised 07/17/2020)
Contest: Share Your Blessings Poetically - Abecedarian
Sponsor: Beata Agustin
Recipe For Happiness
Happiness is like a cake we bake that creates the joy and fullness of life.
And, the recipe begins with one cup of resilience to keep it all together
Place next, one cup of acceptance for loving yourself dearly as you are
Put in one cupful of appreciation for your life and the beauty of nature
Insert one cup of direction to help follow those special goals you seek
Next, blend in one cupful of emotion for life's intense love and feelings
Enter then, a heaping cup of relationships, made of family and friends
Stir in one cupful of giving for sharing your love and kindness with all
Stir, then add a cup of meaning for purpose that makes happiness rise.
There you have it!
February 16, 2015
~2nd Place~
Contest: My Secret To Happiness
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
Judged: 10/18/2017
~1st Place~
Contest: Happiness Acrostic
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Judged: 12/19/2015