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Mar. 4th, 2006 03:15 amWTF.
SERIOUSLY, D00D, WTF.
... so I sit down, right, and I start writing because there's this letter from a fictional character to his people trying to gnaw its way out of my brain, yeah? The character in question is
4letterfather, the dictator from the movie Equilibrium, and the letter is one that he's directing to whoever's going to come after him, and he's writing it the night before he's supposed to take office. It's been gnawing its way out of my brain ever since I heard "We Don't Need Another Hero" on my iPod on the way into work. The fact that iTunes was randomly hitting the Equilibrium mp3s
biohazardpanda gave me all bloody night hasn't helped much either.
So I work on it, and I write it, and there's damned near no editing necessary to it. I can speak Scary Academic with a slight Polemic accent like a pro. This is what you get from four years as a religion/anthropology double major. The words just roll out, and meanwhile psiTunes keeps playing creepily appropriate music- stuff from Equilibrium, stuff that just has appropriate lyrics, what have you. Eventually I turn it off, because I need to concentrate on the letter.
About halfway through I run out of steam, so I sit back, save it, and look it over. Most of what's written so far talks about what's unified humanity in the past, and why it's all failed. It's meant as a build-up to Father's drive for the widespread use of Prozium and the silencing of human emotion.
I make the mistake of turning psiTunes on.
It's a world of laughter, a world of tears / It's a world of hope and a world of fears / There's so much that we share that it's time we're aware / It's a small world after all...
As I said. WTF. SERIOUSLY, D00D, WTF.
I'm going to go stick my brain in the freezer now.
SERIOUSLY, D00D, WTF.
... so I sit down, right, and I start writing because there's this letter from a fictional character to his people trying to gnaw its way out of my brain, yeah? The character in question is
So I work on it, and I write it, and there's damned near no editing necessary to it. I can speak Scary Academic with a slight Polemic accent like a pro. This is what you get from four years as a religion/anthropology double major. The words just roll out, and meanwhile psiTunes keeps playing creepily appropriate music- stuff from Equilibrium, stuff that just has appropriate lyrics, what have you. Eventually I turn it off, because I need to concentrate on the letter.
About halfway through I run out of steam, so I sit back, save it, and look it over. Most of what's written so far talks about what's unified humanity in the past, and why it's all failed. It's meant as a build-up to Father's drive for the widespread use of Prozium and the silencing of human emotion.
I make the mistake of turning psiTunes on.
It's a world of laughter, a world of tears / It's a world of hope and a world of fears / There's so much that we share that it's time we're aware / It's a small world after all...
As I said. WTF. SERIOUSLY, D00D, WTF.
I'm going to go stick my brain in the freezer now.
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