Monday, April 7, 2014

thoughts on the past, the future, and the final shot in static

I mean, shit. I'm getting older now. 28, not feeling as young anymore. Getting to the point where, yeah I still am a goofy guy but you get mature a bit more with age. I just wish I wasn't so shackled by this whole sex ordeal. It's just been a hell of a burden to try to say no to drugs.

Ultimately yeah, I could go to the doctor and they'll give you some pills so your black ass isn't  horny all day. I remember that's exactly the shit they pulled back in high school days. All I wanted to do was fuck every bitch in that place, and they drugged me out to make me not focus on getting some ass for whatever reason. And now I'm being told, nah, we human beings are just here to pound ass, really. Everything you've been told about doing more than that stuff was just a lie. Wow. thanks...

Makes me wish I never got sent to that shitty school as a kid. My life would have been twice as much more fun if I didn't have to deal with the shit fucks in that school half of my time as a child. I mean. Just being able to hang out in your own room and play with toys and be a kid, why does society strip that away from millions of kids, I can't imagine why... But that's what they did to me and that whole thing is still going on to this day.

You can't do that.

You can't force kids into a little box and say do this big text book full of math and shit... You just stealing their childhood away and shitting all over their little tiny lives. 

That's why I don't step on kids toes at all. I don't even get involved with them. I just sit back and not give a damn about whatever adventure they're having or doing. They're fine. That moment as a kid where you're just alone and dreaming about endless possibilities with your life, is irreplaceable.

And of course I'm not concerrned with kids and their bullshit. I'm thinking about getting some pussy half the damn day...

Yunno. You don't get it. I'm just looking to strap on a rubber and have a good fucking night of real warm sweaty bubbly sex with a girl. That's all I want. And even though I don't particularly wish the best for the assholes I knew back in grade school. I do indeed want EVERYBODY to get a good fuck with whoever they partner with in this life.

I don't care. It's all good in the hood. Cuz. I worship ass and titties. I don't hate on anybody who has my perspective of appreciation for a beautiful piece of ass.  I mean, it's just goddamn the most amazing thing I have ever seen or discovered back in 8th grade, the body of a sexy little woman.

Hell, I can't even explain the shit. I'm a scientific, logical, kind of guy. I don't like simply accepting things on face value or anecdotal evidence etc. It has to be real. It has to be confirm-able through tests and data.

But there is no making sense of it. It's just pure animal instinct. I see titties, I see ass, I want to grab that bitch strip her clothes off and ram my dick deep into her body... PERIOD.

Makes the world I've been handed as an adult all too uneventful. People generally are transfixed on sex 24/7. I don't know how anyone honestly gets through school unless they're getting laid regularly. I mean it's like a basic need. If you don't blow your load off every so often, it's going to bother you all day. I mean, getting that O is important to people. It's like the ultimate drug to relax you and make you not lose your mind and it's a peaceful thing. It makes life good. That's what probably is the only thing left that you can rely on as being a good thing in life, that explosion of sexual ecstasy.

As for the final shot of the static trailer. I'm going to play it very emotionally. It's going to evoke a quality of morbidity and even melancholy quality. It's a way of sending a message. I am done. This is going to represent and signify the true end of my time here on this planet. 

I have been well aware of where I was gonna go in this life. I'm an artist. We belong to a separte class of people. We don't do well fitting in to little cubicles. If we don't have freedom to dream, to create, to make and break the world around us. We might as well be dead. 

In fact I will die. The end of the trailer will be quite a big ambiguous ending. It'll be kinda like the crucifixion of jesus, sure... that quality will be there. But I'll be honest. It will be all about death. The sadness, the joy, the celebration, and the finality...

It will be a tough shot to get. But I want to truly evoke a quality of loss, and decline, and after static stands up, he's on his last like bit of power in his system, and he's about to die. The final shot will be of static as a ghost. But he won't look like a ghost, he'll just look normal. But he's not really alive anymore. I think I'll trick things a bit. I'll have his dead body in the back ground somewhere. And I'll be of course just doing the shot normally. But if you look closely you'll see the whole picture....

yeah.





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