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{Your screen is black. Music slowly sifts through the speakers, playing over the field of darkness....





{A whirring sound can be heard, as the screen flashes momentarily, intercut with static. The whirring slowly intensifies, a faint buzzing reverberates, the static and flashing begin to dissipate. As the sounds continue to echo, a face can almost be seen forming in the static. A face covered in a long mane of hair...seemingly smiling. The pace slowly, but surely begins to intensify. The figure winks, makes the shape of a heart with its hands, before blowing a kiss...A loud beat drops through the sound system. The screen instantly goes black, as the song truly kicks in.}

{Images of gears in an old, rusty clock are displayed. Clicking, grinding, turning, and moving....A countdown begins, ticking away with each beat...}

10...
9...
8...
7...
6...
5...
4...
3...
[font size="3"][font color="ff0000"]2[/font]...[/font][/div]

{As the '2' flashes before the screen, static rips through, and we find ourselves gazing into a mirror.}



[size="4"]"Hours...
Spiral and coil into black.
Some remembered, some forever gone..."[/size]



{We see a figure, gazing into its reflection, but the reflection is hazy. Its hair is long, dyed in multiple, dazzling hues...a childlike voice rings through the speakers....}


'...as i lay me down to sleep...'


{The figure lifts a hand to their face, nails painted with every color of the rainbow, as a smile seems to appear on their face....an almost Cheshire-Cat like grin.....}


[size="4"]"Tragic...
We never get them all back.
The relentless march of time must still go on..."[/size]


'...i pray my soul is mine to keep...'


{.....within a flash, the figure quickly strikes the mirror, jabbing their fist into the glass. Shards are sent to the floor, blood dripping from the gaping wounds in their flesh.....They lower to their knees...the hair slowly changing, growing grey, their nails losing their brilliant color, turning to a raven black, as they stand before the shattered mirror.......}


'...and never step outside this bed...'


{....we then see the figure take a pair of scissors to their head.....snipping away at the hair, as it falls to the ground. Images flash in the broken reflection.....Images of a man, electrocuted, torn apart, cut and bled dry....before a blade falls.}


"The tide is turning.
Horizon's burning..."


{...The reflection goes blurry, before we find more images.....bleeding walls, broken dolls and bloodied bodies. A raging inferno, flames bathing over every inch of the land...}


{Scorched Earth.}


'...let in all the evil...'


"Your days are numbered.
[color="red"]Your future has crumbled."


{...Suddenly, the mirror shatters.}


"...NOW BACK FROM THE DEAD..."


{The shards pour down in a crystal clear, 3D, HD effect...before they begin to swirl as if they were being spun in a tornado. They then scatter, and appear to rain down upon a shadow-encased roof. The roof of The Texas Memorial Stadium in Austin. Early morning. The dawning of a new day.....}


Saturday. June 21st. 2014.


"The Awakening"[/color]


{.... The song fades, and we find the tron showing a figure wrapped in the darkness. Silence falls across the speakers. As moments pass, the screen flashes once again, and with each flash, the figure seemingly draws nearer, and nearer still...}

{As the figure approaches, sounds filter through...... The slow, dragging of metal scraping against metal. The shock of a thousand volts slicing through the air. Explosions splitting the speakers, harsh rasping upon a man's back, and every inch of his body. The crushing of bone. The tearing of muscle. A blood-curdling scream..... then silence.}




{....With a blinding flash of light, for not more than a split second, the image of a brutalized 'Storm' is shown. The scene depicting the cruelty he suffered lasts but a moment. But it is a moment long enough to leave a lasting impression.}


"...are you scared..."


{We are then left with a black screen...before two eyes appear.}

{The eyes of The Artist Formerly Known as raYne. He smiles. He winks.}

[font color="red"]"...he's here..."[/font]





|dead. shemale. walking|

|this is gonna be your judgement day|

|i was blindsided...but things will never, EVER, be the same|

|nice guys? they always finish last|

|there's no forgiveness this time|

|no excuses this time|


#YoureGonnaPay


#CanYouFeelIt? | #ItBegins | #2Nite


#IveBeenWaitingForThisMomentAllMyAfterLife


~ + ~

--EnterHell'sVortex--

Trinity: Neo, Morpheus sacrificed himself so we could get you out. There is no way you're going back in.
Neo: Morpheus did what he did because he believes something I'm not.
Trinity: What?
Neo: I'm not the one, Trinity. The Oracle hit me with that too.
Trinity: No, you have to be.
Neo: I'm sorry, I'm not. I'm just another guy.
Trinity: No, Neo, that's not true. It can't be True.....
Neo: Why?...I know that's what it looks like, but it's not. I can't explain to you why it's not. Morpheus believes in something and he was ready to give his life, I understand that now. That's why I have to go.

Tank: Why?
Neo: Because I believe in something.
Trinity: What?

"iBelieve I can bring him back."

~ + ~

Where his door closed? Mine has opened.

Ego me bello. iWas in a war against myself.

And I won. Thanks to The Storm...

The Show will go on.


|never send a rain storm to do a showman's job|




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NOTE2SELF: include 'not who i am underneath' batman quote in playlist








"My earliest memories are not of anything specific-- they're more like memories of feelings, as opposed to events... abandonment... loneliness... sadness. They say our destiny is formed in these earliest moments. That our fate is determined at this critical juncture. The chosen begin their path towards greatness, the ill-fated are doomed from the beginning. The unfortunate devour themselves searching for annihilation.

"You see; we are all prisoners of our own nature, locked into certain patterns of behavior. I could no sooner change the path that I've been placed upon, than I could stop a swallow from migrating... or a salmon from spawning. So it is written, so it shall come to pass."


Quoth The Showman?

I Hope You Suffer. Just Like You Made Me Suffer.



~ + ~

Morpheus: We've survived by hiding from them, by running from them. But they are the gatekeepers. They are guarding all the doors, they are holding all the keys. Which means that sooner or later, someone is going to have to fight them.

Neo: Someone?

Morpheus: I've seen an agent punch through a concrete wall; men have emptied entire clips at them and hit nothing but air; yet, their strength, and their speed, are still based in a world that is built on rules.

"Because of that? They will never be as strong, or as fast, as *you* can be."

~ + ~

"It seems that you've been living two lives. One life, you're Thomas A. Anderson, program writer for a respectable software company. You have a social security number, pay your taxes, and you... help your landlady carry out her garbage. The other life is lived in computers, where you go by the hacker alias 'Neo' and are guilty of virtually every computer crime we have a law for. One of these lives has a future, and one of them does not."

~ Smith

"Each of us has two people sharing their namesake. One person is the being who walks around and who interacts with the rest of the known world. The other is the one we wished walked the earth. Both share similarities. They are virtually the same in essence, but one is the improvement of the other. Very few folks bring out this 2.0 version of themselves. It usually resides forever in the wishful minds of those that long to improve themselves. It frustrates us to no avail. We feel the ultimate version of ourselves is forever trapped by our fear and indolence. Yet we are comfortable letting it stay in our self made confinement. Why do we accept our own mediocrity, when our own excellence is right there?"

~Jennifer Stone

~ + ~

"I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species and I realized that you're not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment but you humans do not.

"You move to an area and you multiply and multiply until every natural resource is consumed and the only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. Do you know what it is?... A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet.

"You're a plague.
And we are the cure."
~ Agent Smith

#ForWeAreMany

"I can be my own plague...or my own antidote."
~ JennStone. 'Harper' of Wizards of Waverly Place.

~ + ~

Neo: What did she tell you?

Morpheus: That I would find the One.

Neo: What is happening to me?

Morpheus: You are the One, Neo. You see, you may have spent the last few years looking for me, but I have spent my entire life looking for you.

~ + ~

Oracle: OK, now I'm supposed to say, "Hmm, that's interesting, but... " then you say...

Neo: ..."but what?"

Oracle: But... you already know what I'm going to tell you.

Neo: I'm not The One.

Oracle: Sorry, kid. You got the gift, but it looks like you're waiting for something.

Neo: What?

Oracle: Your next life, maybe. Who knows? That's the way these things go.

~ + ~

Oracle: Do you know what that means? .......It means know thy self. I wanna tell you a little secret, being the one is just like being in love. No one needs to tell you you are in love, you just know it, through and through.

~ + ~

Trinity: Please Neo, you have to trust me.

Neo: Why?

Trinity: Because you have been down there Neo, you know that road, you know exactly where it ends. And I know that's not where you want to be.

~ + ~

Morpheus: You have to let it all go, Neo. Fear, doubt, and disbelief. Free your mind.

N2S: USE SOME OF HJQ'S POETRY IN THIS.....maybe instead of posting in that thread...

~ + ~

"The Road Not Taken"
- Robert Frost
================

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

~ + ~

CrossRoads
--S. H. B.
= = = = = = = =

I stand before a crossroads...
Both beginning, meet as one...
But as they both go further...
Their twine is split and done.

One path leads to failure...
After ten plus years of hardship...
It may be close at hand...
But it's been one helluva trip...

...

But.

One path leads to my success...
As I stand from the wreckage of the past...
... Tall in the beauty of the present...
... with arms wide open to the future.

... This is the path I choose.
iAm ready...

... R You?

welcome to the Wild Blue Nothing ...

|cut|




Morpheus: The Matrix is a system, Neo. That system is our enemy. But when you're inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of the people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it.

[Neo's eyes suddenly wander towards a woman in a red dress]

Morpheus: Were you listening to me, Neo? Or were you looking at the woman in the red dress?

Neo: I was...

Morpheus: [gestures with one hand] Look again.

[the woman in the red dress is now Agent Smith, pointing a gun at Neo's head; Neo ducks]

Morpheus: Freeze it.

[Everybody and everything besides Neo and Morpheus freezes in time]

Neo: This... this isn't the Matrix?

Morpheus: No. It is another training program designed to teach you one thing: if you are not one of us, you are one of them.

~ + ~

Neo: What are you trying to tell me? That I can dodge bullets?

Morpheus: No, Neo. I'm trying to tell you that when you're ready, you won't have to. I'm trying to free your mind. But I can only show you the door. You're the one that has to walk through it

Neo: I thought it wasn't real

Morpheus: Your mind makes it real

Neo: If you're killed in the matrix, you die here?

Morpheus: The body cannot live without the mind.

~ + ~

"The Nothing - n. : Darkness. Emptiness. A hollow void. A lack of emotion, of heart, of feeling. It is a cancer. It eats away at everything and anything that it grabs hold of. Dreams become nightmares. Love becomes hate. And then? Then all becomes none. Because these things, twisted under its power, are so much easier to control. And it intends to control it all. From the pacific shore, to the darkest reaches of Africa. From the poorest families... to the very top of the ladder. It has no seperation of reality and fantasy. It knows no halting, even if it depends upon it.

"It will stop at nothing, until the world as we know it IS Nothing. Nothing but a hollow, lifeless shell. The sooner we all realize this... the sooner we can cure this poison."

~ From 'The Neverending Epic: A Prologue'
By Shane Horn Bryant

~ + ~

The Freedom... of Truth
===================

Lock me in a cage.
Throw away the key.
Lest I know the Truth,
And all shall be set free.

Tell me just one lie.
Whether white or black.
Let me live alone,
Without them on my back.

Blend the lies with cyanide,
and allow me just a sip.
Take me to another place,
Aboard thine golden ship.

Away from all the hatred,
Hidden behind their grin.
Away from all the thoughtless blood,
That's shed by thoughtless men.

Sail away to heaven,
Or sail away to hell.
As long as no longer in this body,
Is there a soul to sell.

Lock me in a cage...
... Throw away the key.

~ + ~

With and Without the Rose Colored Glasses
July 23, 2012 ~ By Jennifer Stone...

We all lead two lives. One of met expectations and fantasies. The second of actuality, where expectations rarely come into fruition. This life is filled with acceptance of the disappointments.

... Acceptance, and the hope that they won’t be so often.

~ + ~

March 20, 2013
Anything Goes
By JennStone

Anything to feel anything. Skin punctured, flesh scarred, lines crossed, mistakes made, numbing, escaping, running: all for the sake of feeling something, anything.

~ + ~

July 14, 2012 ~ By Jennifer Stone
Don’t Think too Hard, Remain a Child

This strange, strange place. This world is so bizarre. We coast through this with our goals and expectations. Our lives will be different, we tell ourselves, but most of us end up the way those before us did. There’s no personal template that hasn’t been filled out before. Nothing’s different. It’s a perpetual cycle of personal “growth”, but where does it end? What do you do with all that growth? We’re never done growing. So do we just learn and learn until we get to our last breathes and then we can think to ourselves, “Wow, I really learned a lot.” Life is about experiences, but what’s so upsetting is where do they go? When your memory fades and those that lived alongside you go too, then what? These are conservations too deep for mankind to handle. We just shouldn’t go there. Thinking about these things sucks you into this void, this bog of eternal damnation that will ruin you. We have such little, precious time. Why ruin it with pondering, where the answer leads right back to the question? Why subject the child to pornography? Let the children live in their innocence.

~ + ~

I am...
I am...
...

iAm...

=======
03.03.12
=======

iAm alone.
But no longer forsaken.
I can feel it now.
The pain still...
... but something else.

I feel love.
Though I'm alone...
I feel a love burning inside...

The love that is my passion to live.
Yes, I often feel as though death would be a welcome escape...
... but fear of death is no longer the only thing keeping me here...

... it is the fear of no longer living.
Of no longer having the potential to turn nothing...

Into something.
I feel it now...
... burning so bright.

Shadows encompass my surroundings.
Darkness is still oh so powerful...
But this is not over.
This is not the beginning of the end.

...

This IS the end of the beginning. My life has only just begun.

iAm THE Mac Bry.
iAm ready to let this fire burn...

... and iAm ready to BELiEVE.

~ start ~



Believer - n. : A Believer is quite different from a 'believer'. You see, a Believer... a True Believer... has power. Power that not many realize. Often not even they themselves realize their full potential until a certain point in time. A time that calls for much more than mere words. A time that calls for action. And when that time comes? Believing becomes being. And being becomes strength. A strength that can never be taken away. Believe...

... or Be left Behind.


February 24th, 2011 ~ "The Invasion of the Nothing"
By Jennifer Stone, 'Harper' of Disney's 'Wizards of Waverly Place'

"You know those times, when one of those five tricky, little senses is stimulated and it sends your mind into a fury? Your brain goes into overdrive. That dazed, blank stare washes over your face. You go somewhere really far away, thinking of nothing and everything simultaneously. You’re not sad. You’re not happy. Numb: that’s where you are. Your head is temporarily paralyzed so you can contemplate all that your brain has to work through to make sense of things.
"Then someone catches you and inquires nonchalantly, “What are you thinking about?” In that instant all of those thoughts crash into the dashboard of your mind like a six-year old you forgot to buckle up. You are whip-lashed back into reality. You know you have to answer. And answer quickly, so as to not to seem crazy or to raise concern. If only you could sum it up in one response. If you could describe it at all! Yet, you know you’re not going to be able to find the words. “Nothing” you reply. The perfect response to not raise any more questions...
"It’s amazing though. All of those thoughts, all of those musings, reduced to one meaningless response...

"How suddenly 'Nothing' infiltrates...
... and how easily 'Nothing' is forced to retreat."

"Confront the dark parts of yourself...

"Use the pain as fuel...

As a reminder of your strength."

~ August Wilson


"You are here because the outside world rejects you. THIS is your family. I am/iAm your father/mother. I want you all to become full members of the Foot.

"There is a new enemy."

#ForWeAreMany

~ + ~

"Sir... I have as much right to be here as your paying customers. In fact, moreso. Where I come from, I'm a legend. An icon. A GOD. Where I come from sir... I AM God. For what I have seen, I've either taken... or destroyed. I have the power to create... and kill. I can do what I want, when I want, wherever the hell I please. And nobody, especially not some bottom-feeding, scum-sucking, minimum wage earning son-of-a-BITCH such as yourself is going to take that away from me. If I wanted to, I could have this entire place brought down to its foundation in a matter of minutes.

"And sir... I really don't think you want to see that happen."

~Reeve. Fucking. Gordon.

~ + ~

Agent Smith: Did you know that the first Matrix was designed to be a perfect human world? Where none suffered, where everyone would be happy. It was a disaster. No one would accept the program. Entire crops were lost. Some believed we lacked the programming language to describe your perfect world. But I believe that, as a species, human beings define their reality through suffering and misery.

"The perfect world was a dream that your primitive cerebrum kept trying to wake up from."

~ + ~

Morpheus: I imagine that right now, you're feeling a bit like Alice. Hmm? Tumbling down the rabbit hole?

Neo: You could say that.

Morpheus: I see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he is expecting to wake up. Ironically, that's not far from the truth. Do you believe in fate, Neo?

Neo: No.

Morpheus: Why not?

Neo: Because I don't like the idea that I'm not in control of my life.

Morpheus: I know *exactly* what you mean. Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire life, that there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?

Neo: The Matrix.

Morpheus: Do you want to know what it is?

Neo: Yes.

Morpheus: The Matrix is everywhere. It is all around us. Even now, in this very room. You can see it when you look out your window or when you turn on your television. You can feel it when you go to work... when you go to church... when you pay your taxes. It is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.

Neo: What truth?

Morpheus: That you are a slave, Neo. Like everyone else you were born into bondage. Into a prison that you cannot taste or see or touch.

"A prison for your mind."

~ + ~

Cypher: You know, I know this steak doesn't exist. I know that when I put it in my mouth, the Matrix is telling my brain that it is juicy and delicious. After nine years, you know what I realize?

[Takes a bite of steak]

"iGNORANCE is blYss."

~ + ~

Neo: Why do my eyes hurt?

Morpheus: You've never used them before.

|open your eyes|

~ + ~

raYne: iAm who iAm, iWas BORN THIS WAY!!

Ally: [color=#white]And I Am who I am.[/color]

~ + ~

Agent Smith: [color=#white]You're empty.[/color]

Mr. Anderson: So are you.

~ + ~

Agent Smith: [color=#white]You hear that Mr. Anderson?... That is the sound of inevitability... It is the sound of your death... Goodbye, Mr. Anderson...[/color]

Neo: My name... is Neo.

~ + ~

Trinity: Neo... nobody has ever done this before.

Neo: ....That's why it's going to work.

~ + ~

"Neo, I'm not afraid anymore. The Oracle told me that I would fall in love and that that man... the man that I loved would be The One. So you see, you can't be dead. You can't be... because I love you. You hear me? I love you....

"NOW GET UP!!"

~T.

~ + ~

"I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I know that you're afraid... you're afraid of us. You're afraid of Change. I don't know the future. I didn't come here to tell you how this is going to end. I came here to tell you how it's going to begin. I'm going to hang up this phone, and then I'm going to show these people what you don't want them to see.

"I'm going to Show them a world without you. A world without rules and controls, without borders or boundaries. [i]A world where anything is possible.

"Where we go from there is a choice I leave to you."[/i]

~N.

~ + ~

"If you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, you become something else entirely. Are you ready to begin?"

~ Ra's al Ghoul

~ + ~

"When I was a little girl... my mother spoke of a prophecy. Of a time when all the world would be covered in darkness, and the fate of all of mankind would be decided... One night, I finally got the courage to ask my mother why God had changed.

"...why he was so angry with his children...

" 'I don't know,' she said as she tucked the covers around my head...


" 'I guess he just got tired of all the bullshit.' "

~ + ~

"I used to believe. I used to imagine the world was a beautiful place, that all we had to do was work together, believe in the power of love, to trust one another, and we could all be better...that the world could be a better place.

"iUsed to 'Believe'.


"But then? I woke up."

~R.



#IveAwakenFromADeepSleep | #TheKingOfAllYouSee | #RIPAllyCat

#rUready? | #bPrepared | #WhenItRains? | #ItPours


"The impossible is possible...Believe in me, as I believe in you...Tonight."

~Billy Corgan



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"For those about to rock? Set the clock."

"All know the way; few actually walk it." ~Bodhidharma

#IveBeenWaitingForThisMomentAllMyAfterLife

#CanYouFeelIt?

#ItBegins

#2Nite

|never send a rain storm to do a showman's job|




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^ fuck that bullshit too