Thursday, August 11, 2011

Exterior, twilight, a city street.

I have been working on a screenplay for many years. It is a work in progress. It most likely will never be completed. The basic outline is that of a guy who has elevated his awareness receptivity to an impossibly high level. This through extensive study and practice of several forms of martial arts, zen, and music. It seems there exists a universal consciousness decoding phenomenon that can be accessed through the serendipitous use of these three metaphors for body, mind and spirit. Scientifically it is knows as Random Cosmic Input (RCI). The US Military is very also interested in the experiments and has assigned two agents to gather intel on our hero. They are, in classic Hollywood stereotype, the bad guys. As he progresses in his 'experiments', he starts to lose all connection to spatiotemporal displacement and achieves a lucid state of flow, in complete harmony with the ten thousand things. This ethereal other-world state he touches with his heart as he struggles to keep his feet on he ground, one step ahead of the clumsy antagonists. It is his challenge, sometime funny, sometimes sad. A recurring 'theme scene' is of him walking down a city sidewalk tuned in to all conversational stimuli while Chopin's Nocturne, Op. 9 in e-flat major plays underneath. The camera dollies with him as we hear many voices:


The ankle is a flexible joint and does not respond well to constriction. Chuck Taylor learned this the hard way.


In a field of shoulder high wildflowers.


Where sometimes the water is so calm it looks like marble.


In Alabama for the wedding of her sisters' niece, and then Sacramento for an eye exam.


To let you know what's going on.


They never looked her in the eye and never ate together.


It could be the wheel bearings.


From the South wall facing North.


His name is Evil Jake.


Hand made in Sweden.


Thank you Lord.


Maybe some time Friday.


As he reaches the subway station to the closing notes of Chopin's melancholic night prayer, the interconnectedness of these random passing pieces fit perfectly together, along with their sub-text, innuendo and back story, completing the current day's holistic puzzle.


It is, he hums aloud, time to taper.



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