Friday, February 24, 2017

PRODUCT PLACEMENT...

HOW IT CAN SABOTAGE A MOVIE STUDIO, FILM, AN ENTIRE INDUSTRY...THE EMPHASIS ONCE AGAIN ON THE PRODUCT RATHER THAN THE DEVELOPMENT OF THE CHARACTER BY THE MOVIE GOING AUDIENCE...LEAVING THE PAYING AUDIENCE DISSATISFIED...AGAIN, A PRODUCT OF THE UNREAL WORLD, WHERE NOTHING IS REAL...IF NOTHING IS REAL THAT MEANS THAT ABSOLUTELY NOTHING MATTERS AND EVERYTHING IS WORTHLESS. DO YOU HONESTLY BELIEVE THAT COULD POSSIBLY EVER BE EVEN REMOTELY TRUE?

I ASK THE QUESTION BECAUSE OF WHO ACTUALLY RULES OUR WORLD...GOD AND HIS WIFE MOTHER NATURE IS AT THE TOP OF THE LIST...AND FOR THE AGNOSTIC AND THE ATHEIST JUST WRITING THE SENTENCE SETS ME UP AS A LIKELY CANDIDATE FOR THE FUNNY FARM...A PLACE WHERE I HAVE VACATIONED SEVERAL TIMES IN CALIFORNIA AND NEW YORK...

MY MOST RECENT VISIT WAS VERY INFORMATIVE AND HELPFUL SPENDING TIME IN THE MENTAL INSTITUTION WHERE I HAD FIRST BEEN HELD AFTER MY DISMAL MARRIAGE AT THE TIME, WHICH WAS ALSO HELPFUL, YET HORRIFIC UNLIKE MY LAST VISIT AT BELLEVUE, LAST YEAR WHEN I WAS PURPOSELY SET UP BY A YOUNG BLACK THUG WORKING FOR MY ANTAGONISTS WHO I WOULD PRESUME HIS ROLE AS FACILITATING DESIRED RESULTS WHICH WOULD PUT ME BACK TO THAT TIME OF LONG AGO, WHEN I WAS TAKEN TO BELLEVUE BY THE RELIGIOUS REPRESENTATIVE AND HIS SHOW BIZ WIFE WHO HAD MADE THE CALL TO THE FAMOUS MENTAL INSTITUTION TELLING THEM HAPPILY, "WE'VE GOT ANOTHER ONE FOR YOU!"

NOT REALIZING HOW CALCULATED MY LIFE HAD BEEN FROM, I CAN'T SAY THE VERY BEGINNING, BECAUSE I DON'T REMEMBER FROM THE VERY BEGINNING OF MY LIFE, DO YOU YOURS? THE REQUIREMENT FOR THE SET-UP TO OBSERVE ME ATTEMPTING TO PERSUADE ME THAT WHAT WAS HAPPENING WAS FOR MY OWN GOOD EXCLUSIVELY, WHEN IT WASN'T THAT WAY AT ALL.

RECALLING NOW THE RESULTS OF MY FIRST DOSAGE OF THORAZINE A GREEN LIQUID WHICH LEFT A BURNING SENSATION WHICH RESULTED IN A SORE THROAT, AND KNOCKED ME OUT, AND WHEN I AWOKE I EXPERIENCED FELLOW FEMALE PATIENTS SCREAMING AT ME SOMETHING ABOUT MY FATHER, I HAD TRIPPED, AND I HAD TURNED TO ONE WOMAN SCREAMING THAT MY FATHER HAD NEVER RAPED ME, WHICH HE HADN'T. HIS ONLY FAULT WAS THAT HE LOVED HIS MUSIC MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE, AND CERTAIN INDIVIDUALS COULDN'T ACCEPT THAT FACT, YET, I UNDERSTOOD HIS POSITION.

AND THE DEVIANTS AFTER HIS UNTIMELY DEATH CAUSED BY A DELIBERATE BOTCHED OPERATION HAD CHOSEN ME TO CARRY ON IN PROVIDING INCOME TO THEM AS THEY HAD WITH FATHER, THE CASKET, BEAUTIFUL AND EXPENSIVE, THE CEMETERY PLOT, ALSO EXPENSIVE SINCE IT PROVIDED SPACE FOR TWO CASKETS, THE TREES ON EITHER SIDE OF HIS GRAVE, AND OF COURSE THE NOT SO SOLEMN FEAST TO PROVIDE FOR ALL THE MOURNERS AND THERE WERE PLENTY OF THEM, HUNGRY FOR GOOD FOOD, ALWAYS.

AND MY MOTHER WAS THE RECIPIENT OF THE HUGE BILL, A DEVICE THAT WOULD MAKE HER BEHOLDING TO, TOO MANY, WHO COULD CARE LESS ABOUT HER, OR MY DECEASED FATHER, OR MY BROTHER AND I.

(C)COPYRIGHTED BY GWEN MITCHELL ON FRIDAY, ON 2/24/17 AT 2:20PM ON FRIDAY,ANOTHER POSSIBLE EXCERPT FOR, "IN PURSUIT OF DESTINY"

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