- a Film
- by Carl E. Brown
- Description (english) When began to create Heaven and Earth was then without form. And void. And darkness was over the deep, and breathe hovering over the waters. And said ‚ “Let there be light. ‚ And there was light. And saw the light, that it was good, and divided the light from the darkness It’s burst into flames! It burst into flames, and it’s falling, it’s crashing! Watch it! Watch it! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get this, Charlie; get this, Charlie! It’s fire ‚ and it’s crashing! It’s crashing terrible! Oh, my! Get out of the way, please! It’s burning and bursting into flames this is terrible; this is the one of the worst catastrophes in the world. [indecipherable] its flames… Crashing, oh! Four- or five-hundred feet into the sky and it ‚ it’s a terrific crash, ladies and gentlemen. It’s smoke, and it’s in flames now; and the frame is crashing to the ground, not quite to the mooring-mast. Oh, the humanity! ah! I ‚ I can’t talk, ladies and gentlemen. Honest: it’s just laying there, mass of smoking wreckage. Ah! the screaming. Lady, I‚ I ‚ I’m sorry. Honest: I ‚I can hardly breathe. I ‚ I’m going to step inside, where I cannot see it. Charlie, that’s terrible. Ah, ah; ‚ I can’t. Listen, folks; I ‚ I’m gonna have to stop for a minute because [indecipherable] I’ve lost my voice. This is the worst thing I’ve ever witnessed ‚ Herb Morrison 1937 The images are not lost ‚they are spectral and the dance steps repeated over and over in time fights the Fade ‚ a falling down that breaks the spine of the book of life (mankind). Nightime stay ‚ “Yes‚ are there really ‚ “better angels of our nature ‚ nasal and distant the sound of the migratory mind search ‚ I need to relearn the route ‚ the electricity has been losing juice ‚ still a third rail running through my brain causing the 400 agitations of Julie ‚a real separation of colours ‚time gets rooted and stalls a little bit of gr ey matter dies ‚ part of the Fade ‚ the over medicated culture of society ‚ the pharma fog contributes to our cyclic emptying of tragic past events and there it goes again before we know it we are in another former deja vu again man versus man versus nature the essence of the organics ‚the transformative alchemy ‚I need a tool to dislodge clogged synapses and arteries ‚perhaps a snake ‚ecstatics make the engine run dilation of the flesh ‚maybe it’s true through the emptying of self loss of memory the fade of pain mankinds reason It’s not that I don’t like people, I just feel better when they are not around ‚bare witness to middle age human kindness through destruction.