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Here are a couple of my stories, with illustrations drawn by me:

"Clap for Ballad"



https://www.deviantart.com/animagusurre ... -450218122

CONCEPT: A gryphon encounters a group of skeptics who don't believe in gryphons. The story is a satire on how non-belief is depicted in fantasy stories in which the author explicitly shows that the supernatural exists in that world.

EXCERPT:

This is for all the Christians in the nation


https://medium.com/@mauriceE/words-bfbe06b2b7a0

I have a song that I wrote back in May of 2014 about a girl I met at a convention a month before that I've never shared with anyone else, planning to debut it possibly on American Idol or something where I know she'll hear it. My hope is to learn guitar so that I'll have actual music to go with it, but I've been debating for a while now whether or not I should share it with others when it's not quite complete, at least from a musical standpoint.

Could I post things others wrote once?.

Patience with others is love, patience with life is faith.. I forget if 'patience with the self' is hope or if there even was a third one in addition to the two I remember.

How much more vulnerable would I be without a roof?. How much more vulnerable would I be without walls?.

I recently discovered my condition. It was interesting to go back over some old poetry I had written. I always liked writing shorter pieces, so I thought I would share some of them here. I realize they aren't brilliant:


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I am like my picture frame
I am empty and left to hang
With shattered glass and splintered panes
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Cold, unfathomable chaos
Sunders to fragments
Faults converge
Render to ash
Dissociation or annihilation?

A question...
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Behind the eyes an artist slowly dies
The mind slips to sand and finds its form again
Forever a corrupted image upon shards
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‘Only animating purpose of..lives,life’..

"You have to remove your choices..*all* your choices"--suicide.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JoYMpk-Wzos

Visual poetry.

Question: What are some common clichés associated with time-travel movies?

Title: "On Repeat"

Genre: Science Fiction

Logline: Set in the distant future, this follows a group of convicts who are sent back in time to witness themselves committing the three worst crimes on their records. If they show certain feelings, they are released, but if not after three trips back, they are imprisoned again.

I don't quite feel like going into (this time) making a speculation as to how political philosophy has developed. I remember pitching a speculation about Western art movements once. Of course, mental health concerns are inescapable in all this.

Phases of (Western) philosophy

--Ancient Greek stuff

--Ancient Greek stuff becomes arguable religioized with Ptolemy, Neo-Platonism, Gnosticism et al

--Medieval Scholasticism

--Scholasticism ends and 'modern age' begins along with the Renaissance and new takes on Ancient Greek forms of skepticism (rationalism and empiricism) becoming more 'science-y'; cue Descartes, Leibniz and Spinoza for rationalism and you might see what I mean while shoehorning John Locke, George Berkley and David Hume for empiricism without factoring/thinking too much about how they fit in as far as chronological phases go

--Enlightenment period carries on Renaissance stuff even further and Kant's Idealism is 'some sort of consummation' to me

--~19th century:German idealism is in vogue, Romanticism is as well at least as far as literature but this will eventually sculpt what love means to many to this day. Those attempts at 'mass unifying' everything with big epistemic projects look even more appealing b/c of science and applied science (tech)

--~Industrial revolution makes on everyone one way or another including the stuff which will eventually be recognized as 'existential'. Kierkegaard 'was there first' with a religious flavour but it's Nietzche's inflammation which makes for the vocality of
most of the b.s. on the internet which is conflated for human nature which is going to need to end*; 'Continental' and 'Analytic' school divide begins

--More deeply complicated involvements with science particularly via math (*cough*formal logic*cough*) and the paint palette of moodiness that is existentialism grows even more

--Wittgenstein says nigh-everything needs to go to the trash b/c es un cuestion de lenguaje/it's a language issue. Big 'mass unifying epistemic projects' kind of fizzle out with Positivism by the 50's.

--Concurrent with politicized movements, thing finally get more so 'de-academic'. If you believe it happened then, would you believe in it now b/c of the internet?.

--We recognize the intersectional polyphony that comes with factoring non-Eurocentric cultures (b/c that *is a thing*) and marginalized groups who we dreaded to even factor in as community: examples include feminism.

My honest opinion on the present is that we got the post-Wittgenstein focus on language going on in several ways from high-end science and tech becoming informational to internet identity politics/ the need for expounding on rights, human or non-human as with the environment. Settlements and concessions on forms of assisted death are going to be the un-ignorable deal-breaking consummations of identity politics and the most dangerous to ignore*..our new 'arenas' are not so much social mechanisms and institutions if not at least as much as the psycho-geography of the internet.

I give this to lasting another ~30 years before anything effective different becomes more of thing.

From what I remember 'Digimon' are made out of the data from the internet become sentient in the vein of 'Iron' and taking on personalities and an arguable corporality. If 'wrong planet' made for a Digimon or several what would they be like?. What of self-learning 'AI' capable of making Youtube videos and images?.

All the sci-fi sceneries of ppl have their consciousness uploaded onto the internet or computers are going to remain beside the point if we don't settle things. *Functional apathy is going to need to become obsolete if we are seriously going to be involved profoundly with computational knowledge or information.

I realize how I didn't make explanations for political philosophy history nor Western art movements..the former, what is present in the former and what needs to be around more in the latter esp. with the internet: compassion.

A pitch for a (short(?)) story idea for anyone who has the enthusiasm to write it and do it without feeling obligated to give credit:

A short story which starts with an 'Ancient thinker' (a Greek intellectual in Alexandria ?) stargazing and pondering about the position of the stars and the change in distance overtime. Having read 'Cosmos' by Carl Sagan long ago is on my mind.

Switch to someone underclass and middle-aged who doesn't care much for science and starts believing a 'Flat Earther movement' espouser. The 'meat and potatoes' of the story would be highly detailed introspective accounts of the experiences that person has of leadership, popularity, while relying on epistemically irresponsible appeals to conspiracy theories et al and becoming well to do in contrast to a younger person he's never meet being disparaged as 'nerdy' by other but thinking much in the same way as that 'ancient thinker'..climax of tense confrontation between the 'Flat Earther' and earnest younger high schooler about how the Earth is not flat.

The latter 'does not win' and the movement catches on. The high schooler finds solace in a group of 'kindred spirits' and their is a finally noting of how friendship grew among a group of people whose knowledge was increasingly depopularized in spite of it's evident factuality b/c of politicization.

I have no body but am tired.

I am foreign to my body but am tired.

I am fighting for my soul.

Want, agree, right, wrong and care..

I came to fear these words when they came from the perceptually unsatisfying auditory faces of ppl.

I came to fear these words when they came from the faces of ppl.

I came to fear these words when they came from the ugly voices of ppl.

I came to fear these words when they came from the ugly voices of ppl with faces I could add as well

Attention || Ontological supremacy.

My late father loved reading and watching Westerns, so if I can overcome a bad case of writer's block on this story, I will make sure it's written in a way he would have liked.

A title has yet to be determined, but the lead character will be female in the vein of "The Man With No Name" and Robert Rodriguez's "El Mariachi" character.

Pitch:
A Neo-Western in the vein of Sergio Leone's "Dollars Trilogy" and Robert Rodriguez's "Mexico Trilogy."

Logline:
After arriving in a small town and hired by a family to be an in-home tutor, a mysterious woman seeks revenge on behalf of the girl she suddenly becomes the protector of.

Synopsis:
After arriving in a corrupt small town and hired by a wealthy family to be an in-home tutor for their only child, a mysterious woman seeks revenge on behalf of the girl she suddenly becomes the protector of as they race against time to escape the town and its people who take pleasure in ostracizing. With her skills in using sharp objects as weapons, the woman vows to fight back in order to get the girl to a safe place.

Had my father managed to get through his treatments without any problems, he would be turning 60 today. Any potential titles would be much appreciated and even though I am not a huge fan of Westerns, I agree with many that the Western genre deserves a much-needed comeback.

A Grade
By Zachary Goodwin

It was afternoon, the sun was shining through the window. A teenager was lying on the bed. He has a backpack next to him on his bed. The bed has a blue blanket with white sheets, and a white pillow. The bedroom had a dresser and a closet. There was a light above the teenager and a light on the dresser. The room was somewhat messy. The teenager on the bed had on a logo T-shirt, jeans, and white socks on. He pulls out his iPhone and goes through his texts. The teen finds text messages with his father about how to clean his car, another one on how to mow the lawn, and lastly how to sweep the floor. One of the text messages he reads reveals the teenager's name is Thomas. The text message reads from his father, "Thomas, if you could tell yourself you can do it more you would not feel so bad everyday. You are very smart."
The teenager opens up his backpack to pull out a math test which has a failing grade on it. The teen has a sad face. He pouts and says to himself while puting his hand on his face, "I'm going to fail high school."
Thomas with a frustrated look text messages his father again, "How can you be so sure that telling myself I can do it would work? I have a quiz tomorrow." asked Thomas again.
"You are my son and I care a lot about you. Just try telling yourself that you can do it and I think all will be well!"
Thomas's books in his backpack are laid out and closed. It was now 5 PM. The teenager closes his eyes and has a tired look on his face.
"I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it.", he repeated to himself.
Thomas falls asleep on his bed and snores. It is morning. He hears his alarm clock again. Soon Thomas rushes out the door with his backpack. Time passes by, and it is now late afternoon at 3 PM. Thomas opens the door looking at his math quiz grade,
"Why can't I do well!"
He then gets a text message from his father, "I heard about your quiz grade. Your mother told me after I was done with my meeting."
Thomas text messages back,
"It's just a lousy grade."
His father texts back, "Just a grade? Thomas you have so much going for you, but you need to try in your studies. Read and go over your notes and read the textbook."
"It won't work!" Thomas texted back.
"It will be better. Anyway, I have some news for you, my boss told me that I need to work overtime. I'll be home at 10 PM. I understand you are a light sleeper, but you got to finish your homework and go to bed at a decent hour."
Thomas feels somewhat tired still. He looks at his bed and then his bookbag, and then his bookbag again. Thomas looks there and there again. He sighs, goes for his bookbag, and gets to studying for his math test. Thomas reads the textbook and fills out papers. Time passes by until it is night.
"Thomas, dinner's ready!" said his mother.
In his bedroom is his meal his mother cooked. Thomas then cleans his room. He still focuses on his studies, reading and going through his notes. It is now 9 PM.
"I'm going to fail again." said Thomas sadly.
He slightly shakes his head and opens up his iPhone to reveal a text message from his father telling him to keep on telling yourself you can do it. Thomas sighs and he goes to sleep. He wakes up, grabs his bookbag, and he walks to the door. Thomas is somewhat scared he will fail the test; he then looks at his phone for his text message from his father. Thomas closes his eyes and then says to himself, "I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this. I can do this."
Thomas takes a deep breath, opens his eyes, and walks out the door then closes it. Time passes by and he slowly opens his bedroom door again and walks into the bedroom slowly. Thomas looks at the paper. On the paper is a 97 A+ test grade.
"Yes!" said Thomas excitedly. Thomas then gets a text message from his father,
"See Thomas I told you you could do it! Your mother and I am proud of you. Good work."
"And I bet to you that I can get an A on the next test. Dad, I want to pass my classes and be as happy as I can be about it." Thomas texted back.
Thomas lays back on his bed smiling. He takes a deep breath with his arms on the back of his head on the pillow. Thomas then opens up his bookbag to get the books out of the bag.
"Just a grade." Thomas then laughed, "More like a great grade." He relaxed and smiled again. "I can do it and get through it. I'm going to pass high school." He then went back to studying for another class.