2046 Deleted Scene: The Android Visits the WriterLast night I had a dream I was in hotel 20x25. The android in my story came to visit me. “Why did you make me this way,” she asked. “A prisoner unable to have other emotions.” “I don’t want to end like this,” she said. “I deserve a better ending. Help me. I beg you.” I was really sorry for her that I had no other choice than to promise to try.
Once upon a time, a girl called Cinderella had the chance to go to a ball. She wore her Jimmy Choo’s and had the luck to dance with a prince. When the clock struck twelve, she had no choice but to run away.
The prince picked up her beautiful shoe she left behind and swore to find her. And he did.
One day, Cinderella, being Cindy, was doing spring-cleaning at his house. She found her pair of shoes in his shoe cupboard.
"Chincha?!? You date me because of my shoes?"
"Of course. I swore that I’ll find the other to make it complete."
(You know you are going bonkers over a show when you get inspired to write a “fanfiction”. And also use the word “Chincha” in it.” xD)
Anything we have known
Anything we’ve forgotten
In the rain, in the dark we’ll lay
In your arms, in your arms I’ll stay
Holding you for a minute, kissing you for ten minutes
How did you enter my heart, creating so much excitement?
It seems that I have fallen for you before
I have never felt so close to you as now
My imagination has started to run wild
Why did you suddenly invade me, intruding my boring dreams
Evoking stirred emotions?
La La La~
I am waiting this minute, to kiss you for thousands of minutes
Searching in my dream,
I am waiting this minute, to create that excitement…that excitement.
I fear I am nothing.
But it is through nothing that something is being created.
The hidden truth can be found in the darkest skies.
The greatest realization can be found in our deepest self.
The idea that popped up in the dimension between when i was asleep and awake.
Dance Concept Video
A dancer perfecting his dance, focusing on his reflection in the mirror. He collapses, feeling defeated, staring hard at his reflection (her).
The reflection (her) comes to life and crosses the mirror.
They start dancing side by side, synchronized.
The reflection starts dancing with the dancer, like intertwined flames.
Clock strikes midnight (duh). The reflection turns to leave, leaving the dancer devastated at the loss of happiness he longed for all day. The reflection crosses back to his spot.
He realises the meaning of dance.
Came upon this line
“ It’s amazing how focused we become on feeling when the mirror is taken away.”
For dancers, I think it opens your mind on how dancing really is about expression.
For non-dancers, it breaks the mold of fixation on how we shouldn’t focus on the superficial, and how we shouldn’t be so hard on ourselves to the point of perfection that we forget simple joy.
It is through others that we learn how we are subconsciously.
It is also through others that we become what we are subconsciously.
Be the mirror you want others to be.
It’s so windy lately I swear the wind is trying to tell me something. (hint: Windstruck the movie).
Maybe it’s time to write.
I’ve been wanting a triangle necklace for very long. I don’t know why since I have always preferred circles or stars. I just wanted one.
And recently, I learnt about the power of words through the triangle. It is all very strange.
There lies a story in Greek mythology, of Pan and Echo. Pan was the Greek god/lord of shepherds and he loved music. Pan was a beautiful nymph with a beautiful voice. Pan loved Echo but Echo did not return his love so Pan sent his shepherds to destroy Echo. Gaia picked up the remains of Echo’s body but left Echo’s voice, which could only repeat sounds, as a reminder to the world. Pan would be seen blowing his flute in the valleys, with Echo’s voice harmonizing to his music as an echo.
It was never stated why Pan destroyed Echo. One can only imagine. Let’s go back in time then.
Pan loved Echo’s voice. Given how musically inclined he was, it was music to his ears. Echo’s voice drove him nuts and he would run after her lovestruck, hoping she would return a response. But she never did look his way, for Echo was a nymph who swore not to be tied down. Pan got bitter from it. The end to this tale ended up being bittersweet. They could have been good together like how harmonizing is to melody, but it took destroying Echo’s body before they could coexist.
The story of Echo and Pan seems to be a story of unrequited love but teaches about the importance of response.
Pan expected his love to be returned just because he was chasing Echo so hard and when it didn’t happen, he got ruthless. Echo’s lack of thought in responding caused her life.
In life, there will always be scenarios where you look upon someone and expect a response that you want to hear (echo) but it never happens. And then you get mad. It is the same with you. You probably make the same mistake of giving a response that wasn’t what the person wanted to hear and it came out in the worse possible manner. It inflicts bad feelings in the person unintentionally. Resentment builds up.
Words can be hurtful when you give a response without thought. And it is through this, that I learnt the power of words.
The echo theme runs in our everyday lives much more than we think. For words are not just words. They indirectly get imprinted in your mind at the time they were spoken to you.
Someone might have told you “You are ugly” when you are younger, making you feel hurt. Later in life, you meet another person who says the same thing to you as a joke. It resonates with something in your mind, bringing back the awful memory and feelings at the time when those words hurt you. It reminds you of the time when you have problems with your self-esteem.
In Echo’s case, she didn’t have to force herself to accept Pan. But if she had acknowledged his existence and show appreciation for his music, Pan would have gotten a response that resonates with all the good feelings inside his mind and he wouldn’t have destroyed her. They would have coexisted without hurting each other.
So be mindful of the words you speak. For they will be the same words you will be remembered by.
I don’t think I can explain in detail how I derived the above from the triangle for it is really too complicated. (The pivotal balance point of a triangle lies in the centre which takes work to balance from the 3 points. It took 3 perspectives to get there. )
But I can unravel the mystery of why I wanted a triangle necklace. :)
Ellie Goulding has a song that goes “Triangles are my favourite shape. Three points where two lines meet”. Apparently listening to that song too much has put that thought in me that I love triangles. -.-
To others, the triangle is linked to Illuminati. To me, it was just a Ellie Goulding song.
But for now, triangle has a new meaning to me. It will serve as a reminder of how I realized about the power of words/response. :)
The problem with religion (or human) has always been the same. You are either with me, or against me.
We feel empowered by what or who we want to believe in. But feel powerless when required to reason against our beliefs.
Hypatia doesn’t teach us just to believe in 2 points. She teaches us to think of relativity between the 2 points, the energy between them and how they can both coexist without hurting each other. This can be applied in religion, in relationships. Find the balance point.
Me and the Goddy thing are always good. The problem in perception is, you believe you’re praying to the same one I do.
Yours is your religion. Mine is everything.
That’s your assumption from your point. I view it as 2 points and view it from both sides.
When you make assumptions like that, you literally think the whole world revolves around your point and that I should be in your orbit.