Tokyo Roar – from Brandon Li
Tokyo saturates the senses. This is my impression of the city’s many personalities.
A.D. Hope’s “Tiger”
Read by Tom O’Bedlam
Tokyo Roar – from Brandon Li
Tokyo saturates the senses. This is my impression of the city’s many personalities.
A.D. Hope’s “Tiger”
Read by Tom O’Bedlam
IS THIS THE FUTURE OF PRIVACY & OUR REALITY?
WHAT DO YOU TRUST?
WHAT SHOULD YOU TRUST?
Immersion by Raphael Rogers
Immersion has taken over the world but is it in a beneficial form? It was originally created as a virtual gaming platform which while in the zone, it was more enticing than reality. Testing showed positive results during simulations with criminals. Treating them as patients inside virtual reality had a recommended effect. The worlds of Immersion with nanotechnology has given an opening into the modifying of brain behavior. According to results, the government is now able to cure a murderer, heal an addict, and much more. The question to be examined is the change can go in both directions.
Government can determine, as in the film Minority Report who the criminal are before the crime is committed and stop it before it can even happen. Is that beneficial? What if at the last minute, the person changes their mind and would never have committed the crime? That is almost as bad as believing Capital Punishment deters murder. It doesn’t stop the next death.
The government would have the option to control the mind of an artist, a writer, a poet, a free thinker. What if anything would the government or anyone do with them once control has been made?
Does anyone, whether government or even the mental health profession, have the right to alter a person’s brain behavior? What is the significance of preventing this procedure? What does it encompass?
Does it stop someone from having the freedom of connecting to their own brain? An involuntary altering of one’s consciousness is what we are talking about here. A tricky dilemma. Review by Jennifer Kiley
“I can believe things that are true and things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they’re true or not.
I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen – I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones that look like wrinkled lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women.
I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks…
I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste.
I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we’ll all be wiped out by the common cold like martians in War of the Worlds.
I believe…that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman.
I believe that mankind’s destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it’s aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there’s a cat in a box somewhere who’s alive and dead at the same time (although if they don’t ever open the box to feed it it’ll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself.
I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn’t even know that I’m alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck.
I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn’t done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what’s going on will lie about the little things too.
I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman’s right to choose, a baby’s right to live, that while all human life is sacred there’s nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system.
I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you’re alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.”
― Neil Gaiman, American Gods
“I loved my wife forever…”
Mystery. Thriller. Reincarnation?
Emma Thompson. Kenneth Branagh. Derek Jacobi. Robin Williams.
A woman, played by Emma Thompson) wakes up screaming. The occurrence of a Nightmare which repeats itself. She has temporarily been taken in by a Catholic Church, part school and once an orphanage.
The detective, Mike Church, (played by Kenneth Branagh) convinced by the Priest watching over the Church School and the Nuns who run it, to take care of the traumatized woman who has amnesia and cannot speak. There are other places he could leave her but through his sense of horror with the system, she ends up at his apartment. And he decides to call her “Grace.”
The only thing she seems able to do at this point to communicate is to scream in her sleep. That is all. So, what is to become of her?
And Grace has a thing for scissors. Later in the film, there is a lacquer box containing an antique pair of scissors. Written in Japanese characters that translate into English as: “These are for you.” The significance of the line is that it recurs as a line of dialogue in the film.
Mike desperately wants to help Grace. He gets the idea to call in a favor from a newspaper friend of his to run ads of her photograph. One result brings to Mike’s door the person of the psychic (played by Derek Jacobi) and people calling in just to try and collect the reward. Madson, the psychic, is rather casual about the whole thing. He eventually offers to do psychic readings for Grace and Mike. No expense. Let the family pay when they claim her.
Mike has another connection with an ex-psychiatrist (Robin Williams), who he draws in for information he hopes will be of help to enable Grace to speak. Robin Williams’ role is of a course character who feels the system fucked him over. Taking away his license. Find out why when you watch the film. But he does care enough to try with Grace.
This is a mysterious tale which takes us through the past, present, and future. It takes us into the past of the classical composer Roman Strauss (played by Kenneth Branagh) and his wife Margaret Strauss. They are deeply in love. Roman presents Margaret with an expensive anklet to express his love and to show how strongly their souls are combined. From these feelings he is supposed to have murdered his wife. But did he?
He is sentenced to death for her murder. The journalist Gray Baker writes the articles of Margaret’s murder and Roman’s trial. Mr. Baker was the man who awakened the jealousy in Roman. The headlines are: “Roman Strauss To Be Executed.” He dies. But before he is lead to the electric chair, he utters the words: “This is all far from over.”
The film travels from the present to the past, flipping continuously, tripping over treachery and intrigue, and a love affair that transcends time. The past is cleverly filmed in black and white, while the present is in all the colors. A good way to transcend time.
I have watched this film multiple times with the same thrills received from the first viewing in a theatre. At the time, I had no idea who the actors were playing Roman/Mike and Margaret/Grace. Kenneth Branagh and Emma Thompson are exceptional and the film “Dead Again” is an exceptional film. I have been a fan ever since. Emma knocks me over with her striking ability to play both characters with such difference. The same is true of Kenneth.
There are moments of fun in this films but then there are moments that make one jump. It is difficult not to become physically and verbally engaged all the while the film is unveiling the mystery. It has a strong element of romance but also a grand assumption of deceit. Who can Roman trust? Who killed Margaret Strauss? Was it Roman? What of the extreme jealousy? Who and what does Gray Baker want from Margaret?
The thrills of “Dead Again” throw you right into the final moments and the surprises that are revealed.
“Dead Again” Movie Trailer 
“Horns” Official Movie Trailer
Horror Fantasy with Daniel Radcliffe
In the aftermath of his girlfriend’s mysterious death, a young man awakens to strange horns sprouting from his temples. They cause an unusual effect in any person talking to him. Spoiler Alert!!! The Truth Shall Set You Free.
I should have said “I Absolutely Love HORNS.”
One other fact, the story was written by Joe Hill, the son of Stephen King, the Horror Master himself. :-)
Private Writings #83
Written by Jennifer Kiley
Post Tuesday 14th October 2014
WARNING: ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT
Not Suitable For Children.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE FICTITIOUS.
Anyone Resembling Anyone Living or Dead
Is Purely Coincidental.
private writings to dr. annie haskell psychoanalyst
I am the storyteller using imagination fantasy feelings & thoughts
to discover self soul eternal serenity & bliss
but to most importantly tell the best tale ever after upon a time.
see you down the rabbit hole.
Private Writings: Chapter #83 — “THE FEAST”
Letters #83 “THE FEAST” 8th April 2009
Angela, [Angie], started to describe to all the ghosts and myself, not a ghost, what she remembered of the evening she was murdered. What the motives were. What the murder weapon was. A bite too much of something good. She heard her husband Clifford Huntington, of the New Port Huntington’s, who knows for sure. He was talking to a woman in full flirt with him. He wasn’t resisting. He told her he would be free soon to marry her. Poison was the name of the game, to go into her piece of game.
It was a terrible Movable Feast. There is much to say but I don’t want to wander. Angela belonged to the underground group publicly called WUFFDE [World Union Foundation for Doctors Everywhere]. A front. There funds helped the sick & weak unwanted in countries overseas. Barely noticeable to the World. Not really to WUFFDE either. It was a cover. They really didn’t give a shit. [tha truth stated in a song: “…”…some people were born not to help people…”]
They held a Private Party each year. The buy in was $500,000. “The Movable Feast” was the fond name they used to call it because each year “The Feast” moved to another unknown location, not even to members. Fear of being discovered. Reason, they eat endangered species of animals through their feasting.
But back to the murder. Angela thought her friends were real. Not so. They were sycophants sucking up to the succubus Clifford Huntington. He was actually having an assassin kill his wife so his hands would remain pure. Reason for the sacrifice: to earn points and lots of money and Power.
Where was the poison actually hidden, her husband, Clifford told his tramp girlfriend, it was in the main course. The server would have a special exotic rare flower on Angela’s plate. No flavor existing to detect its presence. Angela ate everything that was served her through the multi-coursed menu. From exotic animals, the Turtles from the Galapagos, turned into a form of soap, Okapi & Bonobo, both endangered of being non-existent. Did these heartless group give a shit. Of course not. Not one of them. They drank their Cristal, 1988
This Year’s Menu Galore: the Theme from the film “Babette’s Feast” blended with the theme of the jungle and barbarians.
M E N U
Theme is In the Night of the Jungle
Choice of Film Feast
An Exotic Meal
Three Choices of Meat: Okapi (Giraffe Family but Smaller)
A Bongo & Saiga (Last Are Variety of Antelope)
Puffer fish (Fugu) – sushi-mi
Crystal 1988 & 2006
Caviar – Beluga
Makers Mark; Glen Fiddich ; Aquavit ; Welsh whiskey
Grey goose ; Cognac ; Absinthe
The menu responsible for their pleasure features
“Blini Demidoff au Caviar”
(buckwheat cakes with caviar and sour cream);
“Potage la Tortue” (turtle soup); “
Caille en Sarcophage avec Sauce Perigourdine”
(quail in puff pastry shell with foie gras and truffle sauce);
[replaced with the choice of Okapi or Bonobo & prepared accordingly]
featuring Belgian endive
and walnuts in a vinaigrette;
[altered to taste]
Les Fromages” featuring
The grand finale dessert is
“Savarin au Rhum avec des Figues et Fruit Glace”
(rum sponge cake with figs and glazed fruits).
Numerous rare wines,
including Clos de Vougeot,
various champagnes [Cristal] and spirits,
complete the menu.
Babette’s purchase of the finest china, flatware, crystal and linens with which to set the table ensures that the luxurious food and drink is served in a style worthy of Babette, who is none other than the famous former Chef of “Café Anglais”. Babette’s previous occupation has been unknown to the sisters until she confides in them after the meal.
* * * * * * *
Not to mention the decadence and carelessness of such a menu but it disguised not only the murder of the wild creatures sacrificed but Angela was one of the rare who met her demise. And now we knew part of the picture. Huntington was a mastermind sociopath. What else was he capable of doing if her could cold bloodedly murder his wife without doing a thing except hire the assassins. There had been other attempts on Angela’s life but they never were pulled off successfully. But one murder is enough. But there were more and will be more if Huntington is not stopped.
Sylvia told me she figured out he killed her father Sidney Vincent, the film director. His people did. Her father was going to expose them in a film he was in the process of making during his off time from playing doctor. A bit bipolar was her father. It is what gave him his energy and his madness. Catherine couldn’t deal with his behavior. She turned to CH, Clifford. Yes, she had Sidney infected with the AIDS virus in a strong strain. He was dead in due course.
Sylvia had to be shut up because she found these things out after she died. Her father told her when they met up as ghosts. Those who were murdered were all coming forward. Their deaths were either deemed suicide or accidental deaths.
Madison felt she had to communicate this to the police as quickly as possible before so someone charted for death could be prevented.
What do you make of this Maria? A secret organization which arranges high profile deaths & they cover them up so deeply no one who speaks against the cause of death is believed. They are judged to be the crazy ones imagining the bizarre & weird. Everyone laughs and moves on continually.
Well, I plan on making a run at this one. Even though being in Redcliff might prejudice my case. I will have to have Scottie’s help. First by getting me out of Redcliff. It must be done. It is the only way the ghosts I have met will be set free. Released to go home or reincarnate. They may have had enough of life but maybe not.
That is enough for now. This one’s a whooper.
Ps. I am not crazy nor am I making this whole thing up. Ghosts told me the whole story. As much as they have been able to sort out on their own.
© Madison Taylor 2008
“I think writing really helps you heal yourself. I think if you write long enough, you will be a healthy person. That is, if you write what you need to write, as opposed to what will make money, or what will make fame.“ — Alice Walker
Schubert – “Serenade
The beginning always starts out
With a dream.
It is all a dream
In our own nightmares”
— Madison Taylor
The Essay titled “Fail Safe”
Taken From Anthology
Look Both Ways: Illustrated Essays
on the Intersection of Life and Design
Debbie Millman is an Artist
Strategist & Interviewer
“Fail Safe” The Essay-Explores Existential Skills-Living With Uncertainty-Embracing The Unfamiliar-Allowing For Not Knowing-Cultivating What John Keats Famously Termed “Negative Capability”
The Known and the Unknown – #11
less will be
DO WHAT YOU LOVE
until you get
what you love.
as you can
“Do What You LOVE“