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Balance 2060

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Here is an idea I had for a sci-fi novel. Never got around to writing it, still think it’s a good idea though!

 

Balance

14 chapters

2,000 words each

2 worlds – utopia & dystopia

After 5 years old children are determined if they are going to utopia or dystopia

1 family with a boy and girl. The girl goes to dystopia the boy goes to utopia

A man single parent mother died tries to reunite his family

The year is 2060

Dystopia is full of suicide, death, violence

Utopia is the perfect world

The government wants to destroy the dystopian world. But if they destroy dystopia will the utopia cease to exist?

DIS (stralis) where the bad people go.

The father left his child and wife and now lives in dystopia. The boy will remain in utopia with his mother.  The brother & sister have a universal pull.

The council do not believe people change.  Once they reach the age of 5 they are assessed and taken to either of the two worlds.

End of chapter one army guy and daughter are taken to dystopia where she is placed with her father.

They have a long journey ahead.

Father embarks on a journey to reunite his family. Is he in fact a changed man?

Guide: enteraining, action, comedy.

15 chapters of 2,000 words.

Haven’t we always had two worlds on earth? Go back through history. The haves and the have nots. Yes but that was never distinguished by good people and bad people. A good society and a bad society. Who is ever entirely good? And who is ever entirely evil?

First 5 chapters, set up world, characters and story.

Why don’t people from dystopia get taken  to utopia? Why is it only a one way world, and people only get taken away from utopia?

What are you doing dad? Dancing. Why? Because we have to find joy in the world we are living in. Dancing brings me joy. Feel the spirit inside yourself as you dance and release it around you, then we can share it.

 

There are two societies in earth

 

Her eyes swell. Liquid fills her eyes. She keeps blinking because she doesn’t want to acknowledge the tears. She doesn’t want to acknowledge the reality. The truth that she has been burying for years, is finally upon her. She can no longer hide from it. As the tear slowly crawls down her cheek she wipes it away. Her body chills. Deep, heavy sobs. Guttural cries. She is now unable to breathe as her sinuses fill. She grabs a tissue and blows her nose.

“I’m sorry Julia, we’ve been instructed to take her. You know the rules.”

“Do you know who my father is? He is on the council of the two worlds.”

“He is well aware of the situation.”

The armed man takes the hand of a 5 year old girl and walks her out of the house.

He lifts her up and places her in the front seat of an armoured vehicle.

“Make sure you put your seat belt on missy.”

“Where am I going?”

The man looks into the distance. He has a vacant stare. In a low murmur he says, “we are going to see your father.”

“I have a daddy?” The girl responds.

The armed officer looks surprised but he doesn’t respond to her. “Belt on, we have a long ride ahead.”

Julia looks up to the sky, “The Gods, please save my child.”

Matter Short Film Script

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Matter
Below is a short film I wrote but never actually filmed.

Character Bios

Angel

Angel has had a tough life. His father was an alcoholic. He used to beat his mother. He left her and ended up raising another kids parents. His father was not in his life growing up. He has a lot of unresolved anger within him. He got into trouble from a young age. He would get into fights constantly.  Women loved him, he hated them and treated them like shit. He never respected them. He has a wife and 3 kids, he constantly abuses her, physically and emotionally. She loves him. He had just returned from 12 months in jail for aggravated assault. He got into an argument earlier with his wife about the guns he carries in the house..he grabbed a knife from the kitchen and he killed her.  He is in constant denial that he killed her, maybe he doesn’t even believe he killed her. His mother brought him up as a devout catholic, no matter the evil he does, he always goes to church on Sunday. He believes in God.

Detective Jackson

Detective Jackson, has been a homicide cop for a while. He has as evidence a knife that was used to kill Angel’s wife. There is no DNA evidence though. The three children saw Angel kill their mother. They are 2, 4 and 8. The 8 year old told detective Jackson what happened. He originally said it was a family friend who killed his mom, but then he said it was his father. Angel’s aunt has since convinced the family that the son will not testify. The only way detective Jackson will get a conviction is if he gets a confession from Angel. It is now 3 weeks since the murder.

Jackson married his childhood sweetheart. They were together since high school, they married when they were 24. He absolutely loved her. He did everything for her. She left him, he has never gotten over it. He is jaded with life. Every time he puts away scum he puts away the guy that his wife left him for. See Jackson was too safe for her, too kind, too nice, she left him for a smooth talking drug dealer, a petty crim, who excited her. They have since moved interstate. He has never seen her since they left. He has no children, although he’s always wanted to.

As the interrogation goes on detective Jackson realises he will not get a confession from Angel.. he starts to question the value of his own life..and whether losing his life to end Angel’s would matter… secretly he wants Angel’s life .. he wants what he never had.. a wife that loved him as much as she did..3 children..
Opening shot of white board..

Black pen writes a list…love..happiness..memories..friends..caring..hope…humanity..children..innocence
We only see the back of the man..

Cut

Interrogation scene

Detective Jackson

What matters to you?

Angel

A lot of things…

Angel is wearing the same jacket as the man writing on the board..

Jackson

Like what?

Angel

My wife..my family..my parents..

Jackson

Your kids?

Angel

Yeah my kids

Jackson

What about when you were younger?

Angel

Nothing mattered to me back then…

Jackson

And that’s why you have such a long history of violence… Look at this record.. assault..battery..theft..antisocial behaviour

 

Angel

And you didn’t make those mistakes when you were a younger B?

Jackson

No..

Angel

you lived a charmed life right..had good role models.. good parents that were around.. good education

Jackson

No.. I never had parents.. They were always at work…I was left to my own…devices

Angel

But you did spend your life helping people…I can see it in your eyes.. you are jaded detective, because assholes like me get everything that you want.

Jackson

What have you got Angel, a dead wife, distraught children, an impending death penalty.. Naah thats not what I want.

Angel

You were one of those nice guys in school that got no play, and now your bitter and twisted, that.. shit I was probably banging your girl while you were stuck home alone..and now you got to take it out on me when I got nothing to do with what you are talking about.

Jackson

Choices, Angel, life all comes down to choices. And those choices lead to the position we are both in.

Angel

That is true… that was a choice I made.. a choice that you wish you did.. that you wish you could.. but you didn’t…

Jackson

When you murdered your wife, in front of your kids.

Angel

I don’t know what you are talking about.

 

Jackson

Let it off your chest Angel, I can see its getting to you, you want to tell someone, you want to repent for your sins. I know your daddy was never around <sarcasm> I know you’ve had a tough life<sarcasm> You had every right to kill her, she was pissing you off, she wouldn’t listen to you. You are a man, you are a strong man, so just confess your sins, and you’ll be cleansed.

Angel

You’re not my priest. You are just a pathetic man. I see that ring on your finger, but I don’t see a happily married man, I see a lonely, desperate man.

Jackson looks away, trying not to engage.

This isn’t about me.

Angel

She left you didn’t she.

Jackson

You don’t value life, do you Angel.

Angel

I love my family, I love my wife, I love my kids.

Jackson

You don’t love yourself though do you Angel… and… Well… you have to value yourself… before you can value something else

Angel

You’re a lonely man detective, trying to place your own insecurities on someone else.

Jackson

If you strip everything away from your life…everything that doesn’t matter…what are you left with…

Angel looks back blankly

Jackson stares him down

Angel

You love helping people don’t you detective, but how do you help people when you are in such desperate need of help yourself, I can see it all over yourself…You’re the one that needs help…You’re wife left you, you sit in the corner of your bedroom, alone at night, with your revolver in your mouth, hoping one day to pull the trigger… you lost your wife and now you want to seek revenge on me..and put me away for you losing your wife.. I had nothing to do with it… While I was in prison that whore was banging guys all over the neighbourhood, one of them did it, it wasn’t me.

Jackson

You hated your wife didn’t you. Like you hated life.

Angel

I don’t hate life…or death… unlike you… you are so afraid of death you could never make a decision involving life and death. Could you? You are too weak. You are a weak man, and guys like me end your life.

Jackson

Is that a threat?

Angel

You are so afraid of death, so afraid of what might come, you can’t even live in the moment. That’s why your wife left you didn’t she?

Jackson

Tell me Angel, tell me why you killed your wife, your own son told me he saw you stab her in the kitchen. He asked you why you stabbed mommy. Your…own…son…8 years old and he sees his dad kill his mother… what hope does he have in his life now.

Angel

I love my wife

Jackson

I understand Angel, I understand that a man can be pushed to do certain things, things he never ever considered, but a man has a breaking point. A tipping point, and if you get pushed far enough, then maybe you will do what you once thought you wouldn’t.

Angel

Trying to nail me for something I never did isn’t going to improve your life detective. You’ll never get back your wife, I’ll never get back mine, but I control my life, I control what happens, you don’t. That’s the difference between me and you detective. I don’t have to watch my back, while your constantly watching yours, afraid of what might happen. Well you’ve come after the wrong guy.

 

 

Jackson

Just confess Angel. You’ll feel better.

Angel

I got nothing left to say. I want my lawyer.

Angel puts his head on the desk, his arms around it, as if he is sleeping.

Jackson walks out of the interrogation room in disgust.

Shit

Jackson walks away in disgust knowing he didn’t get the confession he needed to get nail Angel as the killer. He is going to walk free.

Final scene

man continues writing on board.. Violence..sex..hate..small things..arguments…fame…celebrity…work..other peoples lives..

Man puts down black pen, picks up a red pen and pauses for a minute… the camera pans out…there are two lists…on the left violence etc on the right love etc… We can’t see what it says at the top of the lists… He can’t decide which column to write in… Then finally at the bottom of hope he writes “death” camera pulls back…<we only see angels black jacket in shot>

At the top of the white board… the two columns say.. What matters in life…what doesn’t matter in life… he wrote “death” in what matters in life..

As he walks away camera pulls further out…and a man lays on the floor dead it is Angel sans jacket…the man puts on his gloves he walks out of the shot… We see his face… it’s detective Jackson…dressed in Angels jacket..in the end he became Angel..to kill him.

The Art of You

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The greatest enemy/ that we will ever face (yeah?)
Is ourselves/and that’s the base
of human existence/battle hardened warriors (wicha)
lose in an instance/ turned to emotional worriers
trauma begins/our mind masturbates
no understanding/and explanations fabricate
elaborate/on myths generating hate
that we create/misunderstandings complicate (complicated)
relationships/broken from problems so lightweight
the mastery of the mind/removes these issues off our plate (gone)
dastardly deeds/ keep em moving just like freight
spend your time dealing in the real/ not the fake
weighed down the nonexistent/drama creeps around
break down emotional frowns/flipped upside down
take sound advice from friends/and family in your life
but ultimately only you/can manage strain and strife
Pain can hurt you for years/or it can hurt you for seconds
That’s why your own mind/is such a powerful weapon
It can bring you to tears/but it’s all between the ears
Strict training and discipline/and you rid all your fears
So create joy within/and forget about the hating (forget it)
because you never face you’re demons/if you don’t create them
I’m immune to emotional self harm/I create higher living
My mind can overcome/and so can anyone else that’s willing

Its not the art of war like sun tzu
Its the art of you so what you gonna do?
Are you willing to rattle yourself for mental wealth
Are you willing to battle self for mental health
If you are mentally strong/ you overcome obstacles (overcome)
It’s what’s deep within/that gives light to oracles
The onus is on you/for what happens on this earth
Our paths are chosen by ourselves/from the moment of birth
Be aware of your surroundings/ and Control your emotions/
If you start with solid grounding/you avoid all commotions
Some people need to create drama/to draw the attention
The true art of zen needs nada/knowledge is retention
Valuable life lessons/self awareness and reflection
Its true that what is known/never has to be mentioned
Create your own happiness/ and you never have to be fed
Instead of self destruction/choose your better self instead
Its not the art of war like sun tzu
Its the art of you so what you gonna do?
Are you willing to rattle yourself for mental wealth
Are you willing to battle self for mental health

that which creates harmony/ is truly at peace (peace yall)
attack the hardened artery/melt the deep freeze (melt it)
Relax, and be water/then you will be released
for that’s our true armoury/the ability to be at ease
Tranquillity is a state/we all wish to reach/
it’s so simple to attain/there’s no need to preach (no need)
It’s a stable environment/it’s how you use your eyes (use em)
View different angles/use context see truth and lies
Maybe All these ideas/have already been said
From my perspective/it’s from guys already dead
It’s my DNA strand/that creates a positive plan
and hey not every individual/hypothesizes on man
Its not the art of war like sun tzu
Its the art of you so what you gonna do?
Are you willing to rattle yourself for mental wealth
Are you willing to battle self for mental health
Its not the art of war like sun tzu
Its the art of you so what you gonna do?
Are you willing to rattle yourself for mental wealth
Are you willing to battle self for mental health

#Selfies

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It’s a modern day affliction
When you’re obsessed with your self
You ain’t got time for no one else
We gotta stop feeding this selfish culture
Selfies, the carcass of humanity
Cameras, the vulture its insanity
when society is off feeding their own ego
you won’t gain the nourishment to truly grow
why’s, it all gotta be attention grabbing
trapped, in all these instagram distractions
Breeding apathy and little satisfaction
all attempts, at forcing a reaction
contempt, at those trying to gain traction
all seeding, the same piece of action
I see it, from presidents to actors
conceit, with the ‘look at me factor’
I’ve discerned, I’m concerned at this trend
that you’re more important than your own friends
when, your fellow man deserves thoughts first
when you think of yourself, then humanity hurts
you get burnt, when paying it backwards
see if the camera is always facing back at ya
you’ll never capture the truth
and all we’ll get is the regression of a parasitic youth

damn

the worlds obsessed with itself
It’s all selfies, never selfless

A true reflection is never found in the mirror
living in a shallow world digging a little deeper

your life broadcast for self validation
damn its causing aggravation
from Facebook to Instagram its endless
a digital world of friends for the friendless
its got me restless for the rest of us
it seems now life is rife with bigging up yourself
now surely that can’t be, good for your health
no encouraging signs your blind to life
why would you capture life instead of living it
because then you end up never being in it
your phone has you living for someone else
just to tell you that you’re gorgeous
now that is just plain torturous
I see the greatest art in history not appreciated
people rather take photos of themselves with it
great art and architecture stands the test of time
but a photo of yourself leaves nothing behind
try creating something that benefits society
because just relaying your life story bores me highly

Happiness (So Dangerous)

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Happiness is so dangerous…because what happens when it stops?

 

It can hit you like a car crash or a face smash

And you drop off a cliff

Into an abyss

A dark well of depression

Can just set in

Like a fog or a mist

Because you now know what youve missed

You’ve gone from pure bliss

To being pissed

Because I remember those times

When I reached heights unimagined

Like I’d never believed

Emotionally on the top of Mount Kilimanjaro … Feeling the breeze

Walks along sandy beaches

Looking out at sunsets and the beautiful seas

But those moments have a flip side

The come down

And it’s hard to stay balanced

And resist the poisoned chalice

When the pendulums swinging

And your holding on for dear life

You only care that your winning

You have all your ducks in a row

Keep hitting free throw after free throw

Everything’s unlimited

When your convinced

Your an unstoppable force

You can walk on water

Your the boss

And you never have to count the cost

Of a loss

 

Happiness can be so dangerous…because what happens when it stops?

 

For a moment

Life is everything life could want to be

It’s grinning from ear to ear

It’s skipping through forests far and near

It’s joy unparalleled its days that never end

It’s connections so heartfelt

That make your heart melt

Before reality hits

And you start to think

Maybe it’s better not to get so caught up in this

But then you’d never experience the joys and the ups of the ups

They can be ever so fleeting

and i never want to look at the world in a defeating way

Deflating times

Delay your life lines

Drawn out in parallels

Mountains valleys crossed

Love won and lost

That is what creates the human being

That you are seeing in front of you

The seething

Emotional volcano spews forth

Rattled, reminiscent reticent, well all the Arrrgghss you can imagine

Living, breathing, wishing, hoping, the next time it’s more stable

Because Happiness isn’t a fable told in stories or books

It’s real, it exists, it’s bliss, it’s simplicity, it’s trust and understanding

Happiness is a beautiful part of life however it looks

It can be jaded mass created greatness..subtle or just pure elation but in the end

The most important thing to remember

It’s ultimately you who creates it

And like the salt

Of the earth

It has worth

And when it’s birthed

I hope this contagious infectious happiness disease is something you find

I just need to remember…not to get so caught up next time.

 

Ive Always had a devotion to happiness

But it’s an unstable emotion

It’s an intoxicating potion

An elixir to fix ya

It can cure all your ails

Once it sets sail

And you fail

It’s time to bail

Because The higher you reach the greater you fall

And they say falls make you stronger but sometimes they just don’t.

 

Is it better to feel nothing than happiness and sadness

Can’t wipe the smile of your face

The Light

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Allowed to strike/ turned darkness to light
Uplift and take flight/ turn wrongs into right/
Self belief/selfless indeed
proceed to take heed/ & achieve good deeds /

While others continue/ on the daily grind (boring)
I’m wrestling with deeper/ thoughts of the mind (thinking)
I’m a great thinker/ who instinctively lingers (hmm)
on matters of life/ and our very existence
I wrote this to kill it/I know that I’m different (since day 1)
If you notice I live it/these words my resilience (fighting)
it’s a peaceful resistance/enlisting persistence
to reach/ dreams in the distance (stay dreamin)
because life is /just one instance (make it count)
Climbing a mountain /takes gradual steps (baby steps)
Finding your feet /don’t drop to your death
keep myself in good health/stay up not down
And my footprints imprints/ only solid ground
got a spring in my step/a hop in my leap (woo)
the limp of a pimp/my swagga so deep (hah)

I’ve sowed all the seeds/now it’s my time to reap
bleeding light I receive/darkness retrieved/(retrieve
removing the weeds/and leave behind seeds/
that flower and bloom/find light and consume/
this earth don’t assume/i haven’t made room
for dreams thats achieved/ it’s wants vs needs(uh huh)
It’s you vs me /It’s trapped vs free/(your choice)
It’s living lovely with the bubbly attitude
It’s friends and family/ it’s nothing but gratitude
Surround yourself with greatness/if you want to be great(do it)
influencing those around you/with positive mind state
It ain’t blind faith/ if you see the results(Yup)
Seen it too many times/ it’s as constant as pulse(beep/beep)
town to town/It’s my form of expression(rappin)
It’s my thoughts wrapped up/ as a valuable lesson
life can’t be life/ unless it’s constantly testing
But we’ve got each other/ spread love raise your blessings

I’m feeding off/ my friends energy(feelin it)
and attempting to create/ a synergy (zzz)
Music is so/ intrinsically/ (uh ha)
part of me/ and my memories (ahhh)
Every song and composition/Every note that plays I’m living
its like creating a soundtrack to my visions/ (perfect)Dropping me back/ to that a moment in time

where positive vibes/ are the lifeline
Cause I know that joy/ and I know that sound
from the underground/ my  smile is bound
To my favourite song in my playlist (most played)
and thats what inspires me to make this
if you want to feel my joy/then play this
It enlivens my spirit/I hope that you rate this
my soul is shining and i’m bringing the realest (bring it)
its all silver lining and its love if you feel this

Allowed to strike/ turned darkness to light
Uplift and take flight/ turn wrongs into right/
Self belief/selfless indeed
proceed to take heed/ & achieve good deeds /

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