I can’t drive my new car in jail.

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FADE IN: a woman at the mic in a bar.

I just woke up one day and thought, “I don’t want to do this anymore.” It hit me like a ton of bricks. I wanted to kill my supervisor, is what I wanted to do. And the only reason why I haven’t already done so is cuz I can’t drive my new car in jail.
Yup, I shop.
I’m a complete consumer and I described that as poverty deprivation.
“I need that because it’s going to do something wonderful to my life,” or “Ooooooh, that’s shiny” or “Oh, I know that’ll come in handy one day.”…. and then that shit just sits there. The Amazon Echo Dot? Don’t get it. Waste of your time and money.
What I want is travel and to do things that don’t pertain to products.
I want experiences.
I want to face fears and follow my gut.
I want the Unknown, even though it scares the Holy BeJesus outta me.
But right now
I can’t because I’m always in poverty deprivation, buying and buying and buying.

There’s a calling inside of me.
I can feel it.
But the not knowing makes me cling to what is tangible, the little things that bring little comfort right now, and eventually finds itself in my garage.
In a box. With a box, within a box.

I’m 50 years old.
Someone is pressing fast forward on my recorder, man.
I feel a calling.
A tiny voice,
And I wanna bring that to life.

I need to think outside the box.
Get out of the garage inside my head.
Step away from my computer, and outside my door.
Take some Unknown steps.
Yup, that’s me.

survival of the fittest

survival of the fittest

FADE IN: a man talks into a camera.

Uh, I’m being inarticulate. You just gotta be focused. You gotta be clear in what you want and why. This world is changing. And it’s not looking good. You know.
NPR did this story about the Survivalists among the rich. These guys have built underground bunk-like-houses for the next “apocalypse”. They’re speculating a full-blown civil war. Billionaires have gone out and bought secret get-aways with generators and solar paneling, specifically for Doom’s Day. You know Reddit online? The fuckin’ chief officer carries with him a survivalist bag – canned goods, water, ammunition, maps. Another superrich dude went out and got laser eye surgery simply because he fears supplies will eventually dry up. I mean, yeah, who gives a fuck about his eye surgery, that’s not the point. Listen to what he’s sayin’.
They’re sniffin’ the shit and it don’t smell right. And who are they? The movers and shakers of our world.
Everything that’s happenin’ with Trump and China and Russia; the environment, mass shootings, the increasing black and white tension, – it’s not looking good.
But, that’s the point I’m trying to make. We can’t get upset about it anymore, we’re way past that.
[he laughs]
Nah man. The breakdown of society or at least a catastrophic earthquake is just around the corner. And now’s the time to get really crystalized in what you want and why you want it. So, what’s your Why?

FADE OUT.

the great unknown

Mohammed Ali

FADE IN: woman and man.

She: I was in a Uber car, well, really Lyft but you get what I mean. Jamal, my driver, asked me what I do. I said nothing. No really, I said, “Nothing,” all nonchalant and shit. He took a second to understand, much like me, really, I mean who says that?
I said nothing. Ugh. What kind of despicable human, am I?

A week later, I’m at this yoga retreat and someone asked me again. I was just about to answer Nothing, when I stopped myself and took a gulp of my piping hot apple cider, burning my mouth. And I pretended I didn’t hear him, or maybe I pretended to react like I was still thinking about what we just talked about. I looked stupid, is all. Well, if I’m not sure what your intentions are, I’m going to blow you off.

[beat]

I know damn well who I am. Why is it hard to say it, “Who me? Oh, sure, I’m an artist.” Or, “What do I do? I do greatness. I am greatness.”

Mohammed Ali would say “I’m the greatest,” so why can’t I?

[she laughs]

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bull’s eye

bull's eye

FADE IN: brother and sister sit on the bathroom floor. Sister wipes away tears, brother comforts her.

[Beat]

You remember when I threw that rock at your head.

Ha. How can I fuckin’ forget.

I couldn’t believe how much blood came outta there.

What about how much pain I was in?

[Haha] I thought I killed ya.

It felt like you did.

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Mitch McConnell

“This is the letter that Mitch McConnell doesn’t want you to hear. It was written by Coretta Scott King and it is about #JeffSession. I don’t believe anyone should be forced to keep quiet in our government. That goes for anyone, on any side of the aisle. And I think it’s crazy I even have to type that sentence.” – Bernardo Cubria

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this is not me

FADE IN: art gallery.

Him: No, my talent is a separate thing to me. It is a completely different identity. It is regal, it is grace, it is self-assurance. I am blubbering mess most of the time, but my talent it is the closest thing I have to God.

Her: Your talent is separate from you?

Him: That is correct. It is “other”. It is where I draw strength from — I mean, I cannot explain it. I bow down to my talent. It does not need me. That is what is very fascinating to me.

She looks on inquisitively.

Him: So many people want something or need something. The talent inside me does not need me. It channels through me, if the line is clear, and if not, it stops. It has no desire for me, so of course, I come running to it. I am addicted to it.

She smiles.

Him: No, really, I am at its service. I will do anything for it. I hope one day I can take on some of that confidence, that grace, that effortlessness.

She looks at his painting.

Him: This piece is in honor of the Greatness inside me.

She: That’s not you.

Him: Correct, that is not me.

He smiles at his work with pride.

no wheel inventing needed

no wheel inventing needed

A movie script is composed of the following:

1. Hero stars in Ordinary World

2. Hero receives Call to Adventure

3. Hero rejects Call

4. Hero meets Mentor, Mentor gives hero courage to accept the Call

5. Hero crosses Threshold, enters Special World

6. Hero encounters enemies and allies, undergoes ordeal that will serve as his Initiation

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