Friday, February 17, 2012

The Making of Madness

Am I there yet? Am I there yet? Am I there yet? Am I there yet? Am I there yet? Am I there yet? Yep.... I have arrived... I am definitely where I want to be... not there yet...


Oh I know it looks like self indulgence and narcissism. But unless you are born of the blood that is driven to create and entertain, be an artist then it certainly appears that way. Am I allowed to be proud of myself? Maybe not given that I don't feel any of this is actually me. My drive to not just entertain but incorporate messages I hope may help the world to find a better idea of itself,  really seems to be coming from somewhere else. Divine guidance? Aliens? Is there a team of CIA writers whispering into the chip planted in my ear?




Sort of kidding but not. How does one take credit for things that just come naturally? I don't take victory laps over my ability to walk, see or breathe. So in a sense I am apparently just doing... or being me, and that is a perpetual factory of creativity. 

The first screenplay I ever wrote was very Mel Brooksian. I probably would have been successful early on had I stayed that way. Because people really don't want to think or be preached to. They want to be entertained. Movies and books are mostly escapism. However, my father who I inherited my AIRPLANE humor from, my silly side, was also a contrary personality in that he did not like fictional books but rather non fiction. He would read bios and I also got that side from him.

It was my second screenplay I wrote in Paul Rubenstein's class at Columbia college where he really tried to get me to stop lapsing into farce and tell the story, let the humor come out of plausible characters and situations and not betray the story for a gag. 

So he gets the credit and blame for me not simply being an entertainer going for silly laughs but an entertainer who is now obsessed with combining what I believe to be humanity threatening problems of grand canyon proportions with humor, music, ummm... sillyness and thoughtfulness... entertainment that strives for higher goals and deeper meanings.

And it is because I am scared to death for our future. Once my eyes truly opened to the reality of evil after 911 my life was never the same. The big epiphany is when you realize the chaos or suffering in the world isn't simply greed or incompetence but because a ruling group WANTS IT THAT WAY. And that premise is very hard to believe. But that group has spiritual opposition fighting against them and that is largely why they keep being set back on their goals of complete domination.

These people worship darkness and murder people in sacrifice as part of a regular ritual. It includes the horrors of raping children and playing with black magick and conjuring up demons and entities from other dimensions. If we can allow ourselves to understand this bloodline has passed this psychopathy on generation after generation to their children....remember most abused people become abusers.... and when hundreds of years of certain beliefs, traditions and practices become embedded in character. Such things like believing in their superiority and right to inflict sadistic pain on the world becomes their very essence.

So once I understood the enemy I could better understand why I was given talents. Not to simply entertain but to try and communicate with those whose minds are closed to anything that defies their safe haven of guarded limited thought. As much as we want to not be bothered, if the house is on fire we cannot pretend it isn't. We have to collectively form a bucket brigade.

Which brings me to my Youtube series, The Making of Madness, a collection of humor, animation, philosophy, parody, music, a sort of poetic discourse of media, woven into a tapestry of ideas. All designed to inspire, and promote an awakening of one's own desire to learn and examine. Rethink tired old inaccurate belief patterns based in wrong teaching, thinking and escapism. Like children who section off the torment by building walls in their own brains.

I hope to make people laugh but I really want to spark research. Once someone starts using search engines one really discovers the avalanche of the unknown out there. Hundreds of years of millions of brilliant minds whose work was purposely buried by this small band of evil control freaks whose goal has been to enslave humankind and dumb them down to servant status at best.

I feel pretty satisfied with this offering. Sure it is flawed and imperfect. I lost the original footage to hard drives that went south. But the ideas are still here. There will be more to come because my compulsion is almost like my need to eat. It is a hunger to keep doing what I am doing. Like the man who gave us Mount Rushmore, Gutzon Borglum. Imagine his compulsion? Or Michaelangelos?  I cannot compare my work or talent to them but I can compare my compulsion. At this second in time I actually feel somewhat satisfied for a change. Imperfections is one of my most important points in the entire project. Perfection is God and nature not humanity, humanity has distinct beauty in its imperfection, in its futile attempts to never fully achieve perfection, and why perfectionists are depriving themselves and the world by hording their talents like a dam holding back a mighty river.

Is a perfect piece of art really better than an imperfect one? Some of John Lennon's rawest recordings had a beauty and honesty way beyond the most produced Beatles record. John understood this. My dream was to make films that were also rock albums and though I failed to succeed as a known artist I still have succeeded in realizing this dream. In some respects it is much more satisfying to have total control.

The theme to look at in The Making of Madness is my questioning of religious dogma whether Christian, Catholic, Jewish, Satanist, Atheist Science, Sports or American Idol. Each a religion that seizes control of minds like dementia. So much so that the books written centuries ago seems to have ended all need to think any further. To question the books and the mornings spent with our religious leaders asking us to repeat and memorize dogma.

Why? Could it be to indoctrinate and initiate into a group think collective? And again.... why?

2 comments:

  1. margo is Available
    margo : Are you busy??
    Me: no
    margo : heya
    Me: heya
    margo : whats up, I found your username on a yahoo member directory of social sites..not sure which one cause it bundles them all together lol
    Me: ok
    margo : im not desperate hehe i just enjoy talking to ppl online especially via webcam
    Me: i am fat and have no arms or legs
    margo : are you signed up to any dating sites? i met a lot of cool people on adult friend finder, and only weirdos on fling lol
    Me: I was half eaten by a lion in africa
    margo : ya well, i am bored at home...and this usually leads to bad things anytime i take a break from school work i jump online
    Me: the lion left me a stump wanna see?
    margo : well...i am a true "autagonistophiliac" which means I have a fetish for being on camera you can google it if you dont believe me! lol
    Me: wanna see my lion teeth scars?
    margo : have you ever used Camcrush? its a site that allows us to chat, and even go live like skype
    Me: i type with my nose and my tongue....
    margo : they give you a unique page, my link is

    ReplyDelete
  2. Minimize Chat Window
    Block Sender
    margo is Available
    margo : Im lonley..give me company??
    Me: can you bring a wheel barrow and pick me up.... I am just a torso remember?
    margo : Hey sweety, how r ya
    Me: sort of depressed I want to go dancing but arms and legs are sort of required...
    margo : Was starting to think no one wanted to chat with me...So watcha ya up to cutie?
    Me: I'm sort of just sitting here... that's all I can do....
    margo : Im just hangin out..I have the place to myself, my roommate left on vacation for the week so I get to play online in my thong...LOL
    Me: I'm the guy whose arms and legs were eaten by the lion, remember?
    margo : So what ya wearin sexy? lolz
    Me: oh I just wear a tube top....
    margo : I know we just met but im really turned on right now...Its just a little naughty fun on my web cam...You UUP for it sexy???
    Me: I accidentally electrocuted myseld turning my laptop on with my tongue....
    margo : k my cam is wired thru a chat network to keep the yahoo kids away from me so dont worry if you dont have a cam or yours don't work ok? I gotcha covered baby!
    Me: you like the smell of burnt flesh I'm game.... sort of smells like a hot dog....
    margo : Ok you need to go to http://xojennybabexo.tumblr.com/JennyBaby if you can't click it just copy/paste it
    Me: okay copying and pasting takes me about 3 hours see you round 2am....
    I love you
    margo : make sure you click accept on my cam chat invite on the left hand side, its free as my friend but hurry it expires, so click it k?
    Me: say you love me too
    margo : ok, fill out your info and let me know when you're logging in k? i have to take something off really fast lol
    Me: first say you love me....
    margo : I had to do the same thing babe, you verify your age in a free signup because no minors have credit lol ... cant show tits and pussy to minors ya know?
    Me: say it!
    margo : when we get in there you better take me private so i can show you some things
    Me: there won't be any lions right?
    margo : ok you in yet babe?? i'm the one in the main video ... you better gimme some "gold" as a flirt
    Me: say you love me
    Me: say stump men are the best
    Me: bitch!
    margo : make me your bitch
    Me: okay I have to wait til my caretaker gets home
    Me: he went out with my previous caretaker

    ReplyDelete