Pulsating square waves cascade into the mindful cacophony of a sweetly chilled autumn’s night, as the drum machine works its circuits into rhythm and a squelching bass modelling machine creates the sounds of little green men.
They each type tones from one to sixteen, effecting the air with cyberpunk sounds.
I put some text into a cut up generator and this spat out:
This explanatory mood relationship has more cells not beginnings. It was people not Sound to evolve and appreciate music definitely and basically knew to being technology vibrations. It shows relations to cells in a more surprise way but forums can’t do vibrations, word people thought. Art and maturity also became sound and affect the state the society universe is feeling looking reflecting, but at your technological time, The music sounds music and what techno music is is vibrations looking to cultivate creation to form mental art that affects.
A screenplay’s theme should reveal to the audience your protagonist’s inner and outer journey as they move through the story.
For example, a story about a boastful barbarian that sets out to capture a jewel could have a theme that says ‘The impossible humbles all, even the most boastful of us.’ As they move from being a flawed individual, to realising their shortcomings, to becoming a better person, theme is revealed.
How this plays out across five acts:
Act 1: The protagonist is unaware of the theme and unknowingly resists it.
Act 2: They have experiences that help them to understand the theme, resistance lessens.
Act 3: Through conflict, vital knowledge is revealed that enters them into the theme.
Act 4: They must finally come to grips with what’s inside to accept their new self.
Act 5: They finally realise the truth behind the theme’s message and fully embrace it.
After reading the Blade Runner book and watching the Blade Runner 2049 movie, I realised how much better the movie would have been if they took all the parts that weren’t used in the original movie and used them for the sequel movie. Things like the faux-police headquarters where all the cops are androids who think they’re human. The human blade runner working for the android police who starts to think he’s an android. The meaning of owning a synthetic pet in a dying world. And more, but those three points are a good start to improve the plot of the BR sequel. What may have been.
She put her head down on the pillow and nodded off to sleep, leaving behind the black and white world for a kaleidoscopic rainbow awash in new colours, and then she found herself running.
Eevee’s ran from her fair share of hard knocks. She settled in at a pub working as a pushover, waiting tables nightly. A boy was her neighbour and inside this dream he was a handsome meanie, who would chase girls across the floating rocks outside their apartment building in Notting Hill.
“C’mon, it’ll be OK,” the meanie said. “Like it’s another Tuesday and I got a kettle on for ya.”
Eevee just kept on running across imagination, never looking sideways, just ahead at the sun’s face, which looked like Shaq chewing a pineapple.
Eevee took her smoke breaks at the sandy beach, where a silly lad in overalls would hawk electronics with a Hawaiian Shirt Bill Murray.
Eevee was alone in a vast space of burping sponges. As she looked around, there was a small cat-o-dile peering at her from above the nightmare foam permeating the Below.
“Someone pinch me, I think I’m done,” she said.
But she’s not anywhere near done, not until she makes it to the drop fall off the hanging cliff.
Dreams tend to go like that, she thought. They never give you room to breathe.
I came across these quotes today from Hayao Miyazaki and they were too good to pass by:
“Success?I do believe in the power of story. I believe that stories have an important role to play in the formation of human beings, that they can stimulate, amaze and inspire their listeners.”
“Many of my movies have strong female leads- brave, self-sufficient girls that don’t think twice about fighting for what they believe with all their heart. They’ll need a friend, or a supporter, but never a savior. Any woman is just as capable of being a hero as any man.”
“You must see with eyes unclouded by hate. See the good in that which is evil, and the evil in that which is good. Pledge yourself to neither side, but vow instead to preserve the balance that exists between the two.”
Hayao Miyazaki
When you’re locked down, the perfect late night genre to find solace in is Science Fiction’s dazzling young son, Cyberpunk.
In it, you will find dystopic futures where cybernetic, mutagenic, nightmarish low-lifes with high-tech fantasies are enthralled in the oncoming breakdown of a city’s social order.
The heroes are either cops or crims and usually possess or are in search of the key to unknowingly unlocking a more dangerous and promising chapter for the world around them.
Cyberpunk can be Film Noir with technology (Tech Noir), a police procedral with cyberised mecha or a crime drama with pretty much everything sci-fi.
To help you dive into the cyberpunk experience, I present to you this list:
Continue reading “The Cyberpunk Collection”Apache/12.4.20 (Gibson) Server at http://www.self-isolation.net Port 85: netcasting into the digital grey yonder where carbon meets plastic. Society is losing face with the industries supposedly keeping shit together, the dregs are onto the Org’s scheme, as cracks form in the mis-information supply-chain and the capitalisation of the sick. The pandemic virus wastes the streets, keeping jobless norms imprisoned in their dusty hovels that are still being siphoned by the banks, forcing these shmucks to peck at their inheritances or use up their super funds, as the elite laugh from inside their gated residences and the little guys get the finger. The fat cats need to be shown and the alarms need to sound. Spread the word not the virus.
We’re all under lockdown, an entire world asked to bear the ennui of self-isolation, and some of us are suffering because of it.
This suffering comes out as tics, back-handed compliments or clear indications of anger toward friends or loved ones. People are touchy, at the moment. So it’s a good time to remember where anger or better yet wrath stems from – and what forms it will emody and empower.
Wrath stems from darkness; when we’re lacking clarity or direction. Wrath is found in desire; when we can’t get what we want. Wrath is hidden in ignorance; when we’re unsure of something, making it easier to lash out. Wrath lingers in the flesh; when our body pines for that which it should not. Wrath hides in the mind; where it festers in the shadows. Wrath is a pathway toward death.
Move and rest. Live and reflect.
Daily Tulpa 