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Stuffed Animal Meeting

Posted in Acting / Puppets / Plays, Creativity / Imagination, Fictional Characters, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on June 17, 2020 by Drogo

Recently, I was able to photograph a secret toy meeting in progress.

It seems that Medium Panda, Blue Pigeon, Fluffy Chicken, and Tiny Dovelet were practicing egalitarian economics. They had four coins, which they were sharing.

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Suddenly Giant Panda pounced on them! Tiny Dovelet was able to escape with the coins, and sat on Giant Pandas head. Sadly Dovelet did not want to give the money away.

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Lorax 3: The Secret of the Truffula Seed

Posted in Environmentalism, Ethics & Morals, Fictional Stories, Multimedia Communication, POB Audio, Poems, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 13, 2019 by Drogo

The Wisdom of the Lorax Strikes Back!!!

[based on The Lorax by Dr Seuss, this is fan-fiction]

“I hoped that the Lorax would tell me the secret of the Truffula Tree.” – a whisper that has waited for the Lorax Part Three!!!

Lorax Kin

The Lorax, the Mytak, the Menoo,

The Larkar, the Dundar, the Spagoo;

these were the spirits of the trees

they could come and go from tiny cells as they please

towers of cells serve them well

near where the last of the truffula trees fell

on the ‘Street of the Lifted Lorax’,

around the Onceler’s house full of cracks

 

I stood on the stone platform ‘Unless’

and lowered my head for the Lorax to bless

but the Lorax shook his mustache “no, no”

I asked “Will you tell me the wisdom you know?”

“I speak for the trees, of you they are pleased.

For taking a chance with the seed that you seized.

You knew what to do

and you did it too!

To fight evils of hate and greed,

the most we can do is plant a weed.

Our words were hopes one would do what you could,

and you did what you did as we hoped that one would.

Tell others of the stories we weave,

tell them they have been told at least once,

and then leave.”

 

We now know the secret, yes we do!

When you tell others, tell them who:

The Lorax, the Mytak, the Menoo,

The Larkar, the Dundar, the Spagoo,

the Onceler, the towns-people, myself and you!

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AUDIO Recording

Lorax 2: The Return of the Dryods

Posted in Cartoon Comics, Environmentalism, Ethics & Morals, Fictional Stories, POB Audio, Poems, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 13, 2019 by Drogo

[based on The Lorax by Dr Seuss, this is fan-fiction]

THE LORAX IS BACK!!!

“We wanted to know what the Lorax would do, we wanted to know what the Lorax knew too!!”  – One of which happens in the LORAX Part TWO!!!

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Once the Lorax vanished from sight,

The Onceler was left in his poisonous blight,

but he gave a seed to a lad

who grew a tree and was glad

He let out a call to proclaim he was proud,

so loud that the Lorax heard it high up on a cloud.

The clarion call was heard by Dryods one and all!

 

So the little furry fellows came down

Some were red, some were orange, and one was brown.

They told the boy “We are here to protect the last hope!”

With their colorful voices they asked for twigs and rope.

Magic of clover helped get seeds from all over

The people created a garden owned by none,

and protected it for the future of everyone.

 

A forest grew too, just like new!

The barba-loots came back in their barba-loot suits

and also again came the fish and the birds

all due to actions from a very few words.

 

The Lorax retired under a hill of trees

and you can visit him there for tea, if you please.

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AUDIO Recording

Six States World

Posted in Cartoon Comics, Fictional Characters, Multimedia Communication, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on July 9, 2019 by Drogo

The World of Six States is populated by 6 types of elemental beings with their own state countries: Gas, Fluid, Solid, Fire, Life, and Death. Life leaders have run a unified Kingdom of Partimons for hundreds of years, but peace is being threatened by the terror of Death. Death claims they are not a ‘state of being’, and so deathmon conspire to kill those who consider themselves beings. These stories take place during the Six States War; a time of chaos and changes.

 

The planet is larger than what is depicted as the ‘6 States World’, and may contain other biospheres or countries involved in their own things, that are not included in the first stories, so there is room for inclusion and expansion.

 

There are no males or females, only mons.

 

Partimons are politicians and leaders of state countries. Partimons are often named to represent individual particle elements and their state (example – Oxy Airga).

 

Fluxors are hybrid combinations of basic beings, or beings in a process of change to another type of being. The longer a being stays in flux, the more social pressure will be put on them to pick a type. Some fluxors stay blended between states as born or altered mutant hybrids and blends.

 

The 6 State national colors are: yellow (gas), blue (fluid), green (solid), red (fire), white (life), and black (death). Other colors exist in minority, including blends between states (grey, purple, orange, etc), and fluxor hybrids with other colored parts.

 

Thousands of years ago all 6 states of being were unified into a mass entity known as Univox. Univox grew in power by consuming other worlds, and became omnipotent in the Galaxy. However to maintain complete control of the Galaxy, Univox had to keep consuming others, and this was an unsustainable threat because not all who were consumed were content sacrifices, Universal outside powers demanded more growth, and if growth continued there would be no other beings left to consume. This power problem was called ‘The Great Dilemma’ and a desire to resolve it resulted in Univox hiding the secrets of their power, and dividing into 6 states of being; thus reducing their power impact on the Galaxy. The Six States warred for hundreds of years during a dark age, which greatly reduced their population and area of consumption again.

 

A prophecy of ‘Infinivox’ calls for reunification of Univox after a final battle, and to follow an exponential growth plan, which would result in infinite universal power.

 

SCOD Copyright 2019

Captain Marvel and Shazam!

Posted in Cartoon Comics, Fictional Characters, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on April 18, 2019 by Drogo

The history between the DC and Marvel characters named Captain Marvel, began long before those companies formed; and is worth researching. Many conservative male critics thought that the recent Marvel version should not have been female, but that is stupid considering Ms. Marvel has already had several incarnations. Also culture is more than ready for more heroins.

Regarding snobs about Captain Marvel, I think people often forget that culture and politics have always been tied into popular comic books; from Captain America to Superman being an illegal alien with a secret identity, raised by a poor family and his enemy being a rich maniac (Luthor), written by jews using the german ubermench idea with dark hair instead of arian blonde. By studying writers like Larry Hama fans can learn how CIA and social themes drove their plots and characters. Shazam is funny for sure, I like the whole Captain Marvel history from the times before DC and Marvel; it really shows how copyright is constantly challenged because inspiration comes from pre-existing sources, and even fans start pushing the boundaries with public domain. Also the original Ms. Marvel was in this Shazam series version way early on.

Being way too wound up as a nerd to enjoy anything that someone else makes, makes us disappointed with most things because high standards can easily make us snobs. When we feel better than everyone, we stop enjoying simple pleasures or quality dept. Our glass will always be more empty. I think life is worth trying to enjoy, despite all the flaws that we can dwell on. Keep thinking, but dont ever forget to find the things you enjoy!

Incredible Hulk Psychology

Posted in Cartoon Comics, Fictional Characters, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 18, 2019 by Drogo

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This essay is from a SCOD video on the Marvel Hulk comic-books. Is the system working for you? Do you work for the system? Do you have a balance?? Dr. Banner worked within the nuclear science field, and was cursed with the alter-ego of the Hulk after a gamma-bomb test radiation accident. The main over-arching human theme of the ‘System vs Individuals’ originated because the military industrial complex created the Hulk, and Banner uses technology to handle his Hulk problem, but he is always chased by the military as a terrorist because the The Incredible Hulk was very aggressively anarchist libertarian (in effect by savage nature, not due to political ideology) due to his resistance to authority and desire to be left alone. In ‘Marvel: Five Fabulous Decades of the World’s Greatest Comics’Les Daniels addresses the Hulk as an embodiment of cultural fears of radiation and nuclear science. He quotes Jack Kirby: “As long as we’re experimenting with radioactivity, there’s no telling what may happen, or how much our advancements in science may cost us.” Daniels continues, “The Hulk became Marvel’s most disturbing embodiment of the perils inherent in the atomic age.”

The main character core theme for individual psychology is obviously anger (but also fear) as one part of the aggressive/passive dichotomy paradigm; because anger is the main catalyst for his change, and calmness allows the beast to sleep within him again. A third theme might be danger/safety (violence/gentleness), survival regardless of emotions. A fourth theme could be the stoic sadness of living with guilt and responsibility for problems. Humans are animals, but we seek to control our id, ego, and emotions for the sake of society and civilization. The Hulk deals with debates about man and monster, where does one personality end and the other begin??  Oddly enough, his rage doesn’t make him evil or the antagonist in the story. Can he be both a hero and an anti-hero?? Originally the Hulk transformed at night (1962), then randomly. It was not until after about the 30th comic book (1966) with Hulk in it [Tales To Astonish #80], that ANGER became his main catalyst for transformation. Hulk influenced popular culture so much, that the term ‘hulk out’ means to get enraged and rampage. “Don’t make me angry; you won’t like me when I’m angry.” – Dr. Banner (TV show)

Dr. Banner is a scientist dealing with some serious mental issues. As he evolves, so does his monstrous manifestation. The egos of the various incarnations exist within Banner, as Banner exists within them. The metaphor being that our different personality aspects and phases of life exist within us. Who we ‘really are’ does not have to be limited to just one personality, or set of emotional responses. I actually cannot think of a depiction that does not consider them within each-other as they are obviously connected, even if they are also beings in their individual ways.

The Jekyll-Hyde story is not just about literal appearance differences; also about mental disorders and addiction, physical (chemical) and mental bi-polar and border-line… all kinds of things to think about with split-personality concepts (not the diagnosis but the reality of how emotions can be overly intense with many people, making them seem like different people when they experience them).

[More will be added later to this article, like illustrations of the Evolution of Hulk; and more story plot points and descriptions.]

Youtube video:  Incredible Hulk Comics 1970-1990

Youtube video:  Incredible Hulk fan tribute collage – ‘evolution montage’

 

 

 

 

 

 

Basement Dwellers

Posted in Fictional Stories, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on January 19, 2019 by Drogo

The People In the Basement

Troglodytes in Harpers Faery

 

When I was a kid we lived in a large three story house with a full basement. The people in the basement where enigmatic, and could only be seen surreptitiously. Were they obsequious knockers or spiteful sprites? Were the mysterious people good or bad; benevolent or belligerent? Most of our family friends did not realize we had a basement, since we rarely showed it to company on house tours. The basement was a place of forgetting, where my parents would put things when they did not know what to do with important things or messes. Our basement was an oubliette of mathoms.

The people in the basement stayed hidden most of the time in cabinets that they would close themselves into. My mother and my friend were the first to tell me about them, because I had not seen any strange things like that in the basement myself (when I was awake). I had many nightmares of being chased by monsters in the house, and very vividly real dreams of seeing ghosts; but as far as i could recall i do not remember actually seeing those things while awake. In old houses strange noises are common, as well as ghost stories. so I assumed that what they had seen we’re ghosts. my mother insisted that they were real people.

One day I asked my mother to describe these basement people to me in detail.  she said ” well they only come out at night and move around when no one else is there. There are  animals also, I’ve seen them come up from the Cellar Door outside. your father and I had been up all night cleaning the basement, when out of the corner of my eye I saw a person walking on the other side of the room. As I turned to look at them they opened this bottom drawer here, stepped inside and pulled the door shut. I think they drink bottles of Visine, because I found an empty one near the cabinets.”

– written by Drogo Empedocles

 

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The Princess with Colored Hair

Posted in Fictional Stories, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on January 10, 2019 by Drogo

There once was a princess who was born with an unusual color of hair. Every night when it was time for bed, her mother the Queen would put lavender under her pillow. The magic smell of lavender reminded her that she was safe and helped the Princess to sleep. This ritual tradition was very comforting to the Princess, and she practiced it all her life.

 

One night her mother was not home and no one remembered to put lavender under her pillow. Everyone had gone to bed but the Princess, but she remembered that lavender grew in the garden below her window. So she opened her window and grabbed hold of the lattice work with vines to climb down. Guard dogs began to bark across the garden courtyard. She told them to hush, but in the moon-light the dogs could see her colored hair and thought she was a witch so they barked even louder! Oh no, she thought, i will get in trouble with my father the King for sure.

 

However some trooping goblins also saw her hair in the moon-light and thought she was a witch. Goblins love witches so they cast a spell to silence the dogs. The Princess reached the lavender bush and picked some stems. With sticky hands she thanked the goblins and climbed back up to her window. She put the lavender under her pillow, and fell fast asleep. From that night onward, The Princess was never without bags of lavender which she stored with her clothing in cabinets, to always have some lavender to put under her pillow every night; whether her mother was with her or not. In fact the secret of magic of her lavender spell was that the spirit of her mother was always with her so long as her herb bags were full.

The Inklings

Posted in Fictional Stories, Memorials / Obituaries / Epitaphs, Society Clubs or Social Groups, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , on October 5, 2018 by Drogo

The Inklings (1930-1949)

The Inklings were an informal literary discussion pub group, led by JRR Tolkien and CS Lewis and other friends associated with Oxford University in England. The Inklings valued fantasy narratives in fiction. Lewis loved listening to other authors who were reading, and he memorized their passages easily.

Lewis and Tolkien invited and met fellow writers to talk and listen at pubs. Regular Inkling meetings were on tuesday mornings at the ‘Eagle & Child’ (aka “Bird and Baby”). Meetings were also held in Lewis’s Magdalen rooms, thursday evenings with tea served.

The third main member of the Inklings was Oxford University Press editor Charles Williams. Other Inkling members included Lewis’s brother Warren Lewis, Victor “Hugo” Dyson, Adam Fox, Lord David Cecil, Neville Coghill, Owen Barfield, Robert “Humphrey” Havard, Gervase Mathew, and Commander Dundas-Grant. Associate Inklings that visited were Colin Hardie, Christopher Tolkien (JRR Tolkien’s son), Roger Green, Percy Bates, Ronald McCallum, Charles Wrenn, E.R. Eddison, Roy Campbell, and other friends of regular members. There were no officers, agendas, or minutes taken at meetings. Most of these did not write fiction, but were scholars of non-fiction.

The whimsical group name “Inklings” was borrowed from an Oxford under-graduate literary club circa 1930. Tolkien described his Inkling meetings as “a feast of reason and flow of soul”, which basically meant lively listening and responses. Lewis said “What I owe them all is incalculable.” And to emphasize their enjoyment, he asked, “Is any pleasure on earth as great as a circle of Christian friends by a good fire?” Lewis said that friends made a difference in his life.

SCOD Fallout 2020: Shelter Survivors

Posted in Fictional Stories, SCOD Fallout Projects, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , on August 7, 2018 by Drogo

Act III : Post-Apocalypse

Fallout Sheltered Survivors

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McGrail script – formerly part of Act 3; written by Joe McGrail, BJ, WP, and edited by Drogo

Dramatus Personae: Al (Adlai Stevenson Kennedy III), Maggie (Maria Magdelana), 3 alien “andies”, A.S. Kennedy I, ASK 1’s wife and 3 children (including ASK 2), Mr and Mrs Val Wagner, Wagner white trash niece “bitch 1”, and Wagner gay son “bitch 2”

Act 3.1

A new Narrator “Al” is revealed to be Adlai Stevenson Kennedy III, the politician survivor who is being questioned by Hooded Androgynous Aliens. Adlai is standing naked in the middle of a pinwheel floor with ethereal down-lighting. Surrounding the pinwheel is a circle of pieces of old cars, broken furniture, rusted metal, and junk. Room is dark, except for enough light to see Al’s bare legs and buttocks, arms, hands, and upper torso; we cannot see his face yet. A door opens from off-camera, with a blinding light shining through. We see his face briefly, as Al puts his hands up to block the light. 3 humanoid beings walk in wearing large hooded robes, concealing their age, gender, and skin. [pat, robin, terry]

Al: “This is my experience in teaching the Cold War as well as human sexuality and religious morals to a race of androgynous aliens. At first I thought I had been abducted by a cult, because they were all wearing hooded robes concealing their bodies.”

Al (ASK III) is naked, with 3 hooded alien questioners.

Androgen 1: Hello again, Mr Adlai Stevenson Kennedy the Third.

Al: Uh, hello. Since you are getting to know me, you might as well call me Al. My friends call me Al.

Androgen 2: We want to know more about what you recall about your planet.

Al: Well, that is kind of a big question to ask so candidly.

Androgen 3: Afterwards you may have the fee-male [turns to other two and they nod their heads yes] … yes the female so you will not feel so lonely, she will make you feeeeeel better, yes?

Al: Oh, isn’t that kind of you.

Andro 2: So tell us about your Kennedy family, Mr. Adlai.

Al: Do I need to be naked for this? Well, huh, I think I saw something that would help explain it a little better. [sighs, walks over to a pile of clutter, and retrieves a picture of the Kennedy clan circa 1960 per Jack and Bobby, shows photo to Androgens]

Andro 3: My my, they all sssssmile so. Ssssoooo many children must make the gender-obvious feel proud.

Al: Yes, and especially our religion, Catholics encouraged procreation.

Andro 2 (to Andro 3): It is true. Stevenson Kennedy’s descendents believed that having as many births as possible pleased their god.

Andro 3: Indeed. A culture that not only definesss the gender itself, but also the rolesss of these gendersss as well as proclivity.

Al: You guys sure are clinical about love, tenderness, and how happy parenthood can be.

Andro 2: Did you say clinical or cynical? This, your diction is so phonetically arcane.

Andro 3: It fitssss with hisss arcane sssssexual tendencies.

Al: Look my friends, I meant clinical ok? And if this is going to be a long story, I would say start calling me Al now.

Androgens together: We agree, Al.

Al: So let’s see…. [fade]

Act 3.2 FLASH-BACK begins – Scene 1

Pre-Apocalypse family flashback of survivor politician

[exterior shot of ASK I’s house, cut to ASK I in house basement asleep on a cot]

Al (Voice Only): I can’t get those years straight, but it was the turn of the 21 century and my grandfather was worried about what was then the War on Terror.

Andro 2 (VO): What about your great grand-father and grand-uncles’ Cold War?

Al (VO): That ended several years before, only about a decade or so apart. According to my father, my grandfather had a travel alarm clock that he kept beside his bed….

[ASK I wakes up to a travel alarm clock buzzer, date shows on screen “2003-04” his wife is at the top of the stairs with a tray of breakfast]

Mrs. Kennedy I: [pregnant] Rise and shine, birthday boy!

ASK I: Thank you, my darling. (white briefs and t-shirt)

Mrs. Kennedy I: Did you manage to sleep well in the dungeon, Dr. Frankenstein?

ASK I: (shrugs) Yes, I guess. I don’t want to upset you, but you and the kids need to come down here with me once a week, so the real thing doesn’t scare ’em when it happens.

Mrs. Kennedy I: I know. [looks down, then puts her hand on her pregnant stomach] You know your father hasn’t said anything though?

ASK I: Senator Kennedy? No, he and good old Patrick – oh I need to call him later, its a twin thing – are still at it even with the Anthrax scare from Ft. Deterick.

Mrs. Kennedy I: Come on, your Belgian waffle is getting cold and there’s more coffee upstairs.

[ASK I takes the food tray upstairs with his wife]

Flash-back Scene 2

[Kennedy kitchen – 2 small children watching cartoons in a breakfast nook drinking juice, an Hispanic woman polishing silver]

ASK I: Hey guys, turn that off after breakfast. I don’t want you turning into zombies.

Child 1: [5 years old] what is a zombie, daddy?

ASK I: A zombie is someone who goes funny in the head from sitting in front of a TV for too long, and not enough time playing in the sandbox Santa gave him last Christmas.

Child 1: Yes Daddy.

Mrs. Kennedy I: [to maid] Gracias, Senorita Jimenes. [maid walks away from the silver so the Kennedys can be alone]

ASK I: Dad said he would be up on the weekend. Something about a 35th birthday present. I just dont let him push me into running for something. I am happy here in DC, but working for Uncle Joe trying to get money in for Citizen’s Oil. As soon as we can prove that those fuel cells…

[cartoon interrupted by news]

TV announcer: We interrupt this program to bring you the following news brief. The White House has just recalled the US Ambassador to the United Nations, after a shouting match with the Iranian foreign minister. This comes after Iran’s resistance to allow inspections of the nuclear facilities.

Mrs. Kennedy I: Your father must be ready to pounce on this.

ASK I: Jesus. What bastards. Two wrongs can’t make a right, ya know?

[Room starts shaking, TV reception fades, lights go out!]

Mrs. Kennedy I: Oh my God! Adlai!

ASK I: [in solemn deep tone] Its Kingdom come. Kids come on! We’ve got to get into the shelter! Where’s the dog?

Mrs. Kennedy I: [has both children by the hand] Hopefully Skip will have the sense to run toward the house.

ASK I: Mrs. Jimenez! Vamanos! [maid comes running out of the dining room]

Act 3.3

Interrogation continued. ASK III Questioned about Classicism, Racism, Sexism

[fade back to pinwheel room with Al and Androgens]

Al: According to my Dad that was how it felt. Especially when the TV went funny like that.

Andro 1: That is when they moved into their underground shelter?

Al: Yes. Our Kennedy family had been in Washington for over fifty years at that point. When my grand uncle Jack was president, he made sure there was a contingency plan for he and his family.

Andro 2: And that’s why they had a shelter?

Al: Yes, some called it a bunker.

Andro 3: The fffemale whose name was pronounced so differently… was sssshe inferior?

Al: No, certainly not. We always said all men were created equal, but that also included all women of course.

Andro 2: What was your labor class like? Were your workers bred diminutive, or well endowed?

Al: She was an immigrant, but she had some inalienable human rights. Before the fallout we had distinguishable climate zones; she was from a warmer climate and hotter culture.

Andro 1: She was in your employ, was she not? Your family was in that old ruling caste?

Al: Oh yes, economically. Heh-heh yeah um… We made all the big financial decisions so that people like her could come work in urban factories or on rural farm plantations.

Andro 3: Was this what you call classsssism?

Al: Huh? Well I suppose these things just manifest. Mrs. Jimenez did not survive long after fallout, she was older. But there was another group too.

Andro 2: Please help us to understand this, Al.

Al: By all means, my new friends.

Lucid Dream 11/9/2017

Posted in dreams, Fictional Stories, Uncategorized with tags , , , , on November 9, 2017 by Drogo

I had a dream I was looking at colleges again, and met up with friends from RWU, but at a new college where I had just enrolled. Teradactyle was there and we bonded again with a crew. We spent many hours joking around, and I saw kirks and spocks among classmates. In one of our first classes together, he told me that as friends we would probably not work out again, because he had suggested I check out a bunch of architecture books, and he thought I had not listened to him, and was still aggravated at me for not taking his advice seriously. I then went to lunch and was standing in line outside in a triangle type park, near the tip of traffic, and some native boys began talking to me. Two brothers one younger and one older. The young one was talking to me about our white environmental shirts, and the older one asked me to buy something from their merchandise zipper bag which had balloons and zip drives. Suddenly I was transported to a dark walkway at night, and the brothers were there, blood on the neck of the younger one, and blood on the street nearby. I did not see a dead body, but it was clear I missed a horrific event. I must have blacked out for a period of time. The older brother was apologizing to the younger, near a tree beside me. I stood in the middle of the brick walkway. Some streetlights were on, so it was not totally dark. I stood there wondering what was going on for some time. Then the older brother asked me to please move on, because I was freaking them out. I said sorry, but I was lost. They pointed me in the right direction, and I returned to the park triangle on campus. Being totally dark now, and no one around I was bewildered still. Suddenly it was day again, and I went in a building on the park. Girls were getting their hair cut, and I interrupted them to ask how to get to the Architecture department. After bothering several people, and being told not to use certain doors, I was told there was no Architecture department there.

  • Drogo Empedocles 11/9/2017

 

WEME Village

Posted in Cartoon Comics, ecovillages, Fictional Characters, Homesteading, Uncategorized with tags , , , on February 17, 2017 by Drogo

SCOD Ecovillage Short Story

The woman and man planned and ran their own dream village of fwends.

Twin spirit kindred flames, like mirror twinsies; except one was more fire and one was more water, and both were rooted in earth and speaking signs in aether air.

He would say “isnt it so sister?”, and she would say “yes brother, it is so.” and then she would say “isnt it so brother?” and he would say “yes sister, it is so, and you are also correct about that.” and they would wind the gears, and dust the chairs, and sweep the floors and patch the roofs, and mend the windows, polish the wood, and explore the woods. They sing French songs together that she taught him. They kiss and hugs like good brothers and sisters do, in honor of Hermes and Hathor; and they invite all to do the same, if they do choose.

to be continued….

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Mystery Living Theater – MLT 2017

Posted in Fictional Stories, POB Video, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on January 14, 2017 by Drogo

Script for “MLT: Mystery Living Theater” video scifi series

concept: isolated prisoners in their own ‘living rooms’. they wake up with no memory, and read a note that tells them they willingly volunteered for an experiment where they are only allowed to have 10 films that they chose for unknown reasons, and can talk to other prisoners through the same screen that shows the films. Important plot details are intentionally only hinted at, to build suspense. The main secret is either that the prisoners are unconscious in an alien lab, and the experiments are simulations implanted into their dreams; or that the characters are fan-science-fiction tie-ins; or both.

influences: mystery science theater 3000, twilight zone, Lost, red dwarf, 2001; Prisoner, Rhonda Vision

setting: a modern living room; in a ‘living cell’ which is a cheesy historical recreation of a 21st century space, with anachronisms but with only ‘essential basics’ (which get expanded in later episodes)

Crew & Actors: TBA (currently in works with Rhonda Vision, Edward, Tommy, etc)

PILOT Episode (Test):  Mystery Living Room Theater 2017

backgrounds: unknown

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Main Episode 1 :

Title sequence with music : White text on Black screen. 1- “MST”; 2 – “Created by SCOD”; 3- “Starring: ? & ?”

[ Camera (phone) is fixed in one place and does not ever move. ]

Woman wakes up and looks around groggy and disoriented on a sofa (or bed) wearing a strange outfit with colors and symbols on her skin. She calls out and looks around. She begins to get up slowly, and move around the room. She stops near the camera and looks into it for a few minutes (she can use the screen as a mirror to see how the light affects her features, while pondering her predicament)

[ Screen switches to ‘Movie Time’, showing only the public domain film (being filmed by the camera while the voice actors talk over it). ]

Another voice is heard, a man’s voice (Edward), and she has a conversation with them, to find out that they are another prisoner like her. The voices remain disembodied to add suspense, and reduce video recording time. Each segment ends on a cliff-hanger if possible, to break up the length into 15-30 minute episodes. Voices are dubbed over using the camera while watching the film live, or dubbing using audio recordings over downloaded films.

Woman: “Hello? Where am I? What is going on? Why is a movie starting on my screen?”

Man: “Hey is someone there? Is someone else there? I can hear you through my screen monitor! I’ve been trapped in a living room for days, watching movies, and I have no idea why!”

Woman: “I do not remember how I got here. Who are you? Why am I here?”

Man: “I don’t know who, what, where, or why regarding anything.”

Woman: “There is no door, how do I get out?”

Man: “There is no door in my room either, just a bed, utilities, and supplies. And the screen.”

Woman: “Why are they showing us movies?”

Man: (pause) “Torture?”

[ they continue to talk during the movie. A third voice (Computer) speaks during a quiet part of the film. ]

Computer: “Greetings, I am the Computer. I am monitoring you. I can speak to you both at the same time or separately, but only during movie time. During movie time you are allowed to converse, and ask me questions. We are now in movie time.”

Woman: “Wait, what? “

Man: “Just go with it. We are clearly prisoners. By the way, can we get some volume control ?”

Woman: “At least there are no fracking commercials. How long will I be held here?”

Computer: “I cannot answer those questions at this time. All is provided for you. Enjoy.”

[ computer often replies that it cannot reply at this time. resistance is useless. ]

[ episode ends after 15-30 minutes, preferably on a cliff hanger ]

END of Episode 1

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Premise: individuals are trapped in living rooms and have no memories of who they are as people; but can communicate when the screen in the room shows movies…. because the computer is insane that controls our incarceration

MLT philosophical theory :

“All the World is a Stage” = talking as yourself, IS acting; which seems like a paradox, but acting is not based on saying false words, it is based on evoking truth in a role. To formulate words you are projecting what you want others to hear you say, so we make decisions on how to act for an audience just by talking. This to me is the mystery of what pretending is…. because when acting like yourself, it is not untrue. The Greeks were on to this insanity of reality, with their theaters that were social activities all day and night. This is why people change or cannot make up their minds, their inner script is rewritten.

In modern society, we are all being watching, not just by each other, but by authoritarian surveillance. America has the largest prison population in the World, and our industries are based on confining people to slavish wages and schedules. MLT: Mystery Living Theater; my new show is an attempt to show us that we can produce our own work and entertainment; based on what we have.

Danny Glover spoke at my college graduation, in Georgia in 2000. He told us that he had a reading impediment, so the hardest thing for him to do was to speak written words in front of others. So that convinced me that anyone can try to do what they want, no matter their talent level at certain aspects of a job, they can succeed by doing it their own way if other people approve.

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List of public domain films that might fit our theme : (wiki)

Gulliver’s Travels, the outlaw, santa claus and martians, moon zero two, carnival of souls, conspiracy, charade, born to win, dementia 13, the general, glen or glenda, Sex Maniac, Reefer Madness, Hemp for victory, Why We Fight, Its a wonderful life, go for broke, japanese relocation, little princess, manos hands of fate, Last Man on Earth, Little Shop of Horrors, Indestructible Man, White Zombie, Teenagers from Outer Space, Terror, That Justice Be Done, Till the Clouds Roll By, A Star Is Born, The Stranger, Sin Takes a Holiday, The Silver Horde, The Secret Hour, Screaming Skull, Santa Claus Conquers the Martians, Night of the Living Dead

[ Rhonda click here this is for the Wiki List of all the films ]

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Trump is a modern Scrooge

Posted in Cartoon Comics, Short Faerie's Tails, Uncategorized on December 26, 2016 by Drogo

Trump is a modern Scrooge (from Dicken’s story ‘Christmas Carol’); however he seems not to have learned the lessons that Scrooge learned by the end of the story. Some people do not learn to be more generous and loving as they age, even when confronted by ‘spirits’. Pain and suffering are not only natural parts of life, but very mysterious the more we study them with science and psychology.

Trump never learned by the end of the 1980s that greed and obsession with physical appearance and material wealth was unethical and immoral; socially and religiously. Trump has continued to abuse women, insult everyone, and make huge profits at the expense of millions of victims of a corrupt Capitalist system. Now made president by the electoral college, this wanna-be-dictator is increasing racist violence around the World, dismantling all the humane departments of government (Education, NPS, EPA, lower-class and middle-class well-fare), and increasing pollution and corruption within our country by a series of ‘executive orders’ and ignorant tweets and propaganda that promotes well-fare for the rich and oppression for the masses. The Tax bill, his actions against Natives, and his increase of War spending are clear enough; besides all his hate talk. There are reasons his approval ratings are lower than all other presidents in recorded history.

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Faery Architecture

Posted in Alternative Architecture, Fictional Stories, Sculpture, Uncategorized with tags , , , , on October 10, 2016 by Drogo

Faery Architecture – from Harpers Faery Chronicles

Homes are often an important part of our life sagas. Also homes can tell stories through the architecture and art on the walls. Dwellings are places where stories are told and rigamaroles take place, which we interpret. Faery architecture uses organic shapes and natural materials, altered by magic.

Faery home shapes are traditionally round in various ways. Popular inspirations for circle plans with curved walls and domes include the Sun, the Moon, and tree trunks (cylinders). Ovals and ellipses are found also, like giant eggs.

Faery earth building materials are usually wood, stone, and mud. The mud is best applied as a mortar or stucco clay plaster. Wooden branches, sticks, rope, and décor are gathered from bushes, trees, vines, river reeds, meadow thatch, and wild flowers. Rock is often quarried or mined by dwarves or gnomes, and used to with or without wood or mud. Rock can hold wood, or be held by wood. These materials were used independently, or in any combination.

Faery style: ‘Round Rock, Round Mound, & Bound Bough’

Round – sun, moon, tree trunks, eggs

Wood – bushes, trees, reeds, vines, flowers

Stone – shale, lime-stone, and calcium-quartz

Soil – mud, clay, mound, berm, silt-gravel, sand

Faeries can build and live in more human types of buildings, and will still make their mark on them. Rectangular masonry, timber-frame, and half-timber structures may be modified to distinguish them physically as ‘fae’. One way is to add ‘eyes’.

Faery gypsies, pioneers, and scouts often craft make-shift structures that look like fallen branches or vine covered bushes. Moss is a very earthy plant, and lichen is an algae fungus; both of which are used along with ferns commonly on faerie mounds or berms.

Smaller faerie homes were often just hidden from sight; in trees, mounds, or under cliff rocks called mini-bluffs.

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