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It’s 2 a.m. in India and I’m sitting at Curlie’s watching World Cup and messing with my tablet. As I watch the biggest sporting event in the world I find myself having strange thoughts that I’m sure are insights into my “nature,” but don’t really know what it means.
Don’t really care who wins. For me it’s just time pass. Early watched the Germany vs. USA match. Before arriving I joke on Facebook that I’d be rooting for Germany since I was born an American Jew I feel guilty about the guilt young Germans feel about crimes committed before they were born. Moreover, I often feel that perhaps America’s defeat at sporting events might humble our huge “we are the best” egos and perhaps stop us from invading yet another country and killing innocent people. Of course it could have the opposite affect and send us to war against whoever whips us in the round of 16.
A friend has loaned me the book “Quantum Psychology” by Robert Anton Wilson. Bright dude with some interesting scientific insights that reflect back on how the world might really work. The first part of the book is mostly about how “words” and the “things” they represent are not the same thing. This reminded me of a few short songs and decided to share them here.
Here’s “Clock” the first line gives you the basic idea: “The letters C-L-O-C-K won’t help you tell the time of day…”
Next is “Words” about how we use words that are often different, but we’re all the same:
Finally for some great Zen confusion about how nothing is what it seems we have “White is Black”:
Thanks to Darius Babylon!
When I started this blog I setup a schedule with the idea that it would keep me going with at least five posts a week. Oops…life sometimes get busy and there are times when one wonders if we are screaming in the vacuum of space, unheard, and therefore useless. The other problem is that I sometimes wonder if ranting is any use at all. The world seems bent on destroying itself and I just don’t feel that one person huffing and puffing will blow any walls down.
The other thing is that I’m working on some ideas to promote the blog to increase readership and I’m in a waiting mode. As the season in Goa winds down and the energy vibration slows to more easy going pace…I hope to get back to my GoaGreg mindset.
If you see this please leave a comment about what you think. Does a rant have meaning?
Here’s the opening scene from “Deadly Desire” a twice optioned, but still unproduced feature script that I wrote years ago with my good friend Beth Rigazio.
INT. LIVING ROOM – DAY
CLOSE ON COGNAC GLASS
The glass sits half full on an end table. O.S. there is a wicked, woman’s LAUGH. A perfectly manicured and polished finger enters the glass and swirls the liquid.
The finger from the glass to puckered red lips, which part and suck on the finger.
We see the laughing woman’s face. CLAUDIA. She’s very beautiful, in her mid twenties and looks like a cat that has just caught a mouse.
She is stretched out on an easy chair. Her husband, JAKE, is sitting on the floor next to her. He is in his fifties, the sort of non descript fellow that one passes on the street everyday without noticing, but at the moment there is something strangely intense about how he is looking at his wife.
Dear, you are a never was and a never will be, ’cause you don’t have what it takes to do WHATEVER it takes.
She snorts at him. Leans over and picks up the glass. He watches her every move. She sneers at him and then downs the drink. He smiles slightly.
You enjoy your drink, sweetheart?
You spineless dreamer. You’ll never make a film. I can’t remember why I ever married you.
So you think that’s funny, do you?
No dear, I was laughing at your drink.
And what of it?
The poison’s untraceable. No taste, no scent, no residue.
You’ve seen one too many movies.
Oh, it was expensive, but you were worth it, love. Besides, it’s all your money. Or should I say, it was.
She coughs and then starts choking. She struggles to breathe. Her body spasms. Her arms are flaying, sending the glass flying, knocking over the table. All the while her husband stands calmly watching her. Her body goes limp.
Good bye, my love, and thanks for financing my film. It wouldn’t have been possible without you.
He turns and walks out of the room.
ZOOM IN – ECU WIFE’S EYES
We come in on the perfectly still, closed eyes. O.S. there’s the SOUND of a door closing. The eyes slowly open.
Cut, cut, cut!
PULL BACK – REVEALING “DEADLY DESIRE” SET
The living room is a movie set in a large warehouse. The camera is pointing at CLAUDIA CASTLE, the actress playing the wife. Claudia has been cast for many reasons, but none better than how closely she resembles the character. BERTRAN “BERT” DANNER, the director, jumps up from his chair and rushes at Claudia. Bert is an older man whose face and eyes show a great deal of experience.
Damn it, Claudia, we’re pulling in close on your face. You’re supposed to be dead.
Set it up. We’re doing it again.
Claudia stomps off.
Bert watches Claudia leave, shaking his head.
(to Assistant Director)
Never mind, call lunch.
A few weeks ago a friend came over with a hard drive and gave me a folder full of documentaries. While recovering from decadent partying I started poking through the films. I watched “John Lennon vs. the United States,” “Inside Job,” and then had a surprising/shocking time watching “Propaganda.” From the beginning the big question for me was “is this really a film made by the North Koreans?” As I watched it the question kept coming back to me because I really wanted it to be something done in the “west.” For me that would give the film more validity to many and that’s important because in my opinion it is a work that speaks incredible and important truths. Here’s the film in its entirety on YouTube:
Hope you watched at least a little before I give you the spoiler…it’s made by Slavko Martinov and Mike Kelland in New Zealand. Great job guys. Here’s the link to their website. Also came across an excellent article/interview about it. Click here to read it on IndieWire.
It’s time to free our minds. This may help. I sure hope so.