Posts by dan from why.movie

DOG inspired prequels about north western lower michigan and the influx of wealth that overwhelms the local aesthetic. THE SURGEON SURGEON (enters room), Hello I’m Doctor Smeagal. (standing, staring at tablet) I see you’ve been referred to our surgical center by the renowned gender consultant in Traverse City, Chaga Trillium Trout. How can I help…

Conbits, instead of Qbits, Consciousness or Constructs (Con – (latin com) with, together) that have select qualities of consciousness, able to interact wth the self programming universe without collapsing quantum wave functions until a desired state is highly probable, so unique manipulations of space time are possible. next day Consciousness = Computation (conbits) what are…

Christina is the doe. he is thinking about having given her the practice and how that protected her during the wild times. The next scene we see Christina. Perhaps he could even name Christina in the prompt? formerly ‘vignette lampooning the primativist lone wolf hunter meme” “Ironic and slightly kitsch flip of hunter and prey.”

[The vignettes need vivid descriptions, otherwise this feels done] A night ride on a road so familiar that every twist and dip of the road is known. Perhaps the rider is navigating by acoustics like a bat. Maybe this is a dream of exultant trust, a zooming in total darkness feeling confident, deliberate, heroic? giving…

Blackness. No moon, no stars. From orbit, no glowing electric webs across the night side, dense where the cities thrummed or stretched thin towards the wilds. On the ground, no glow of distant cities on the horizon, no orange fuzz of sodium street lamps lit. A black without texture, a yawning abyss of black, empty,…

Blackness. Massive machines thrum through miles of granite, a distant bass drum booms a steady, slow rhythm. Strings of light swirl into a spiral galaxy, tinted phosphorescent green. The galaxy recedes up and to the left, shrinking down to a thin horizontal line. The line blinks, and is now an underscore, a cursor. “here’s one……

Buffallo Joe arrives. Veronique is chopping up meat on a rock. She doesn’t look up. Everything happens in telepathic space V Here you are, at last. (turning to gaze at her entourage) You may go Well, what have you come for? BJ I am excited for the answer to that question, too To revel, to…

What I like about this chapter is the intro of the premise. The reader is oriented without holding their hand. This is the ride, clamber aboard. Asserting that places are stories, (everything is story) and stories move, (movies). A taste of Joe, different modes of cognition, playful, maybe dangerous. Is this world magic, or is…

Several hours had passed since Joe popped his magic CD out of her laptop and left. He had told her to go seduce the awkward recluse down the hall, “now, immediately”. Christina knew that “now, immediately” referred to her perception, not her actions. He was inviting her to think of the outcome in the past…

Arborealists 01:42 trees getting rubbed out elm and beech, hemlock by bugs up from the south supposed “foresters” couldn’t stop •• they saw trees as lumber just another resource to plunder not our brothers and sisters in this world until the coming of the daughter girl •• they say she talked to the trees in…