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Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Some stuff I wrote

I wrote this about 8 or so months ago. I had an idea for a screenplay, which I thought I might then make a story instead of a screenplay. It's about this chick who's an alchoholic artist. She's really into postmodern art though, like she recreates her apartment to look like Starbucks, she's building a self-sculpture out of empty Popov airplane bottles, etc. I ended up not writing a screenplay or story but I wrote this, it's about one of her paintings where a bomb is about to drop on a bunch of people in a park. Not a bomb so much as a guided missile (WOW, on shitty dial-up computer I am unable to hit enter and create space, I'd fast for a week to get that fucking virus off my real computer)...Dogs and cats in agreeance for once. Both rushing for the left side of the canvas. Followed by rabbits, squirrels, chipmunks, etc. The humans are laying still in the grass eating picnic lunches. The rabbits are hopping madly unsure of why. DNA hardwired, alongside an undeniable urge to procreate ad infinitum. People are still laying supposedly unequipped with the requisite genetic code, their blankets are checkered. Vegetation in the park would have followed the animals had it had the necessary means of transportation. People notice the animal exodus, some heads are turned, one little boy even chases after his beloved mutt, named Sparky or maybe Otis. They've all noticed but the fleeing animal population of the vicinity is a mere diversion from the real show. Many to most in the park realize that they are no longer the fractured and scattered, no longer the anonymous. Soon becoming part of something. Something larger than the news clip or political debate. The impact will include even the homeless sociopath to the synthesis of modern ingenuity, the unflinching propulsion of the mechanisms of technology. Inclusion. History. A point on a graph. A release from the waiting uncertainty that swallows people whole. Surrounded by atmosphere in anticipation. Clearly aware of the outcome. Able to sense the inevitable, but unwilling to flee. Why shouldn't it come down to annihilation through advancement? If they can't be creators let them rejoice in perceived, neverending, martyrdom...editor's note: Virus still not off as mentioned before. Hopefully tomorrow.

7 Comments:

Blogger Satisfied '75 said...

this sounds like it's right up Martin McFriends alley

Wednesday, October 05, 2005 3:29:00 PM

 
Blogger cgpop said...

Now that you mention it, it is sort of McFriendlyish in nature.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005 6:24:00 PM

 
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