Conversations with a Father: Deleted Scene Reel - Entry #1

Pa: how are you?

Me: I'm pretty good

trying to get a few ours of pure relaxation and non commitment while sharon's at work and i'm not at work

thespians like to call this "alone time"

I like to describe this by taking Paddy Cheyefsky out of context: human life doesn't have great truths...we're born in doubt...we spend our life persuading ourselves we're alive and one of the ways we do that is we tell each other that we love each other...like I love you

crazy is fear.
(more later)

The Road Warrior

Technology is destroying itself slowly but surely. Once the rate of reproduction in Technology is usurped by the collective consciousness of the cosmos...Technology will be forever vanished from memory and replaced by constant oneness with the scientific world and all corruptible/profitable MONSTERS will rise from a new fiefdom and another cycle will be complete. It's gonna be awesome! Like jealous cannibalism there's money to be had if you willingly step beyond the contemporary world...and into the next world where you will (in Time Travel) swallow whole your ancestors because they simply haven't seen what you've seen...and for this reason alone they are scientifically inferior.

news from a light source

Title: A Just Cause

Dude

This shit I’m thinking

These days

So exciting

It’s pushing me to my happy place

The place I only get to when I feel I’ve actually changed.

I could bask there for eternity.

But the happy place is not legit…

Because I’m only changed in my mind

And that’s only half the reality

The other reality lies with the world, people, society

And the only way to be changed in that reality is to experience

In the flesh, with the flesh and of the flesh

To act, to step, to walk, scientific fact

Fear temps me to hide from the world

Randomness coddles me in the palms of Time & Space

My thoughts, a Euclidean mean….sad fucker

My life, freckle on the face of God….sad fucker

That’s why Life and Thought protest Happy Gilmore.

A just cause.

Describing Luna's "Lost in Space"

basically the lyrics to this song are on level with the Kubrick's Monolith...that tingly feeling in a moment of man's existence where something happens that gives us the only form of empirical knowledge, anti-knowledge...the keen understanding that all things are passing...in in this moment we discover that "there's something more" but unfortunately we "can't give it a name"

Revisions of Donovan (inspired by Nick Cave and the Gosdin Brothers)

In the chilly hours and minutes
Of uncertainty
I want to be
In the warm hold of your lovin' mind.

To feel you all around me
And to take your hand
Along the sand,
Ah, but I may as well let love in

When sundown pales the sky
I want to hide a while
Behind your smile,
And everywhere I'd look, your eyes I'd find.

For me to love you now
Would be the sweetest thing,
'T would make me sing,
Ah, but I may as well let love in

Diddy di dee dee diddy diddy,
Diddy diddy diddy dee dee dee.

When rain has hung the leaves with tears
I want you near to kill my fears,
To help me to leave all my blues behind.

For standin' in your heart
Is where I want to be
And long to be,
Ah, but I may as well let love in

Ah, but I may as well let love in

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"Your girl got me hooked on those koolaids'...I couldn't even tell there was no sugar in them" -NYC Subway commuter