21 Pieces of Clay
"Constant Talking isn't necessarily communicating."
-Jim Carrey(Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind)
DYING WITHOUT A PURPOSE:
He stands alone waiting to drink the satine juice, then a splash arrogence hits the microphone....I'm stuck in a hotel watching bad SNL reruns, then the phone rings..."It never entered my mind..." her crispy voice said. Wha? Was I halucinating again? was this another plea for attention in my own subconscience? Then desperation is destroyed by the music.
"All I Want for Christmas..."
-Mariah Carey
The leaves died without saying goodbye, then you shake every bone in your body on the dance floor to impress your boss as he drinks and fucks up the economy without remorse, maybe the war will be over tomorrow, but we must all talk about the Matrix, cause it's so dense that it carries us from reality...oh no it's just a movie without a purpose...we were duped! Now the DJ spins the night around with forgot tunes about heartbreak..."Please come back to me!" he yells across the stoned crowd. TIME STOPS!!!!!!!!!!!
MARY: Hi
RICKY: Where have you been?
MARY: You left me with your purpose a long time ago. Between your destiny and true love. But I'm here now. Want some skittles?
RICKY: My heart belongs to "Amore". She's gone, but my eyes are spinning to your melody.
MARY: Don't wait for the Ben Ladin to die, or the last episode of Friends to air, this is all you have now, this is it. Do you remember the promise?
THE PROMISE: Summer 1998, Anytown U.S.A.
IZZY: Now that you have found yourself, don't lose the gift.
Izzy opens the box full of dead emotions
IZZY: These are your ghosts, you've faced them and now you must say goodbye. Sadistic wishes and self proclaimed Martyrs will never see what you've seen. You are all now in control of your own life. Conrgadulations!
Ricky realizes that for one week he has escaped his arch enemy Larry and hasn't even thought about death...he was freed...
*Oh my God! You have burned our eyes with your smaltzy, cheesy and overly emotional babble YUCK! IHOP would die for all the SAP you've created...FUCK Frank Capra aghhehghg!
Back to present:
Mary hugs Ricky and fills his heart with dangerous hope.
MARY: It's real. You aren't afraid of rejection this time. Now you're afraid of it working and being something beautiful.
Ricky watches as she drifts back into the robotic crowd, and TIME RESTARTS!!!
She's right, I'm afraid of letting go of "Amore". Two choices, and I have to live with them both. Wait this doesn't make sense. Where did she come from? My mind is turning into a jigsaw puzzle on acid...
*VOICE: Still struggling over that female?
Who is that?!
*VOICE: You always were a big headed bastard who couldn't make his own decisions without confessing his fears to the entire world. Damn man, you aint even Catholic!
No it can't be, we made peace, you left...
*VOICE: It's quite humerous Eeevaaan that while you've been over here crying about this girl for over two years, I've been getting stronger and am half way through college. Yes sir, it is quite humerous, if not sad.
The pieces don't fit anymore, too many webs! Not enough coffee...he's alive!!!
Ladies and Gentleman welcome Mr. Larry Davis, Jr.!
RETURN OF THE JACKAL(Part 1 of -9)
"I'm just trying to help you out."
"Nooo!"
"Eeeevaaan, you never stop."
"The Nation will come in here and whipe you the fuck out."
"Did you just mark on my shoe? That's it we gonna fight."
"I know EVERYTHING!!!"
The quotes of a mad man. Yes according to comic book logic, "every hero needs a villian" We all have our exact opposites. People who are the evil or good side of us. We may be "polite" to them, but we all know they are ready to rip us apart. Superman had Lex Luther. Batman had the Joker. Professor X had Magneto. Chucky had Tickle Me Elmo...and if I would ever have an evil balance, his name would be LARRY DAVIS!
*LARRY: Yo playa...we don't have time for the history. Let me break this down for ya. You've been trippin over some whacked out ho for the last 2 years and now you met another girl who you may like, and might even like you. Some would say this is a miracle...but what do you do? You start bitchin' about how you can't have everything....GROW THE FUCK UP!
Larry's eyes turn green and his posture straightens as the doors to my mind close. No escape.
*LARRY: There is no interesting person on this earth who hasn't had his heart broken. You want to stay in the shit forever?
RICKY: Why are you giving me advice? What do you want?
*LARRY: First of all, I'm not giving you advice I'm just tryin to help you out...second...Stop calling yourself RICKY BOWEN. We all know who you are...and by the way your "" marks don't hide shit!
EVAN: It was all part of a plan, Ricky is my alter ego...
*LARRY: Andy Kaufman.
EVAN: No, it's different...
*LARRY: I'm only going to say this once.....I AM YOUR ALTER EGO MOTHER FUCKER!
Larry takes Evan's artistic lobe and breaks off a piece
*LARRY: I believe this is the creative part of your mind. Now each time you make me upset I will crush a piece of what's left...even though not much is here muahahahahah!
Trapped in my own self loathing nightmare, the lights of passion burn down the memories of guilt, may you find shelter is self discovery and snort cocaine not from $20 but $100s.
*LARRY: So you'ved discovered where "Amore" is?
TO BE CONTINUED...
-Jim Carrey(Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind)
DYING WITHOUT A PURPOSE:
He stands alone waiting to drink the satine juice, then a splash arrogence hits the microphone....I'm stuck in a hotel watching bad SNL reruns, then the phone rings..."It never entered my mind..." her crispy voice said. Wha? Was I halucinating again? was this another plea for attention in my own subconscience? Then desperation is destroyed by the music.
"All I Want for Christmas..."
-Mariah Carey
The leaves died without saying goodbye, then you shake every bone in your body on the dance floor to impress your boss as he drinks and fucks up the economy without remorse, maybe the war will be over tomorrow, but we must all talk about the Matrix, cause it's so dense that it carries us from reality...oh no it's just a movie without a purpose...we were duped! Now the DJ spins the night around with forgot tunes about heartbreak..."Please come back to me!" he yells across the stoned crowd. TIME STOPS!!!!!!!!!!!
MARY: Hi
RICKY: Where have you been?
MARY: You left me with your purpose a long time ago. Between your destiny and true love. But I'm here now. Want some skittles?
RICKY: My heart belongs to "Amore". She's gone, but my eyes are spinning to your melody.
MARY: Don't wait for the Ben Ladin to die, or the last episode of Friends to air, this is all you have now, this is it. Do you remember the promise?
THE PROMISE: Summer 1998, Anytown U.S.A.
IZZY: Now that you have found yourself, don't lose the gift.
Izzy opens the box full of dead emotions
IZZY: These are your ghosts, you've faced them and now you must say goodbye. Sadistic wishes and self proclaimed Martyrs will never see what you've seen. You are all now in control of your own life. Conrgadulations!
Ricky realizes that for one week he has escaped his arch enemy Larry and hasn't even thought about death...he was freed...
*Oh my God! You have burned our eyes with your smaltzy, cheesy and overly emotional babble YUCK! IHOP would die for all the SAP you've created...FUCK Frank Capra aghhehghg!
Back to present:
Mary hugs Ricky and fills his heart with dangerous hope.
MARY: It's real. You aren't afraid of rejection this time. Now you're afraid of it working and being something beautiful.
Ricky watches as she drifts back into the robotic crowd, and TIME RESTARTS!!!
She's right, I'm afraid of letting go of "Amore". Two choices, and I have to live with them both. Wait this doesn't make sense. Where did she come from? My mind is turning into a jigsaw puzzle on acid...
*VOICE: Still struggling over that female?
Who is that?!
*VOICE: You always were a big headed bastard who couldn't make his own decisions without confessing his fears to the entire world. Damn man, you aint even Catholic!
No it can't be, we made peace, you left...
*VOICE: It's quite humerous Eeevaaan that while you've been over here crying about this girl for over two years, I've been getting stronger and am half way through college. Yes sir, it is quite humerous, if not sad.
The pieces don't fit anymore, too many webs! Not enough coffee...he's alive!!!
Ladies and Gentleman welcome Mr. Larry Davis, Jr.!
RETURN OF THE JACKAL(Part 1 of -9)
"I'm just trying to help you out."
"Nooo!"
"Eeeevaaan, you never stop."
"The Nation will come in here and whipe you the fuck out."
"Did you just mark on my shoe? That's it we gonna fight."
"I know EVERYTHING!!!"
The quotes of a mad man. Yes according to comic book logic, "every hero needs a villian" We all have our exact opposites. People who are the evil or good side of us. We may be "polite" to them, but we all know they are ready to rip us apart. Superman had Lex Luther. Batman had the Joker. Professor X had Magneto. Chucky had Tickle Me Elmo...and if I would ever have an evil balance, his name would be LARRY DAVIS!
*LARRY: Yo playa...we don't have time for the history. Let me break this down for ya. You've been trippin over some whacked out ho for the last 2 years and now you met another girl who you may like, and might even like you. Some would say this is a miracle...but what do you do? You start bitchin' about how you can't have everything....GROW THE FUCK UP!
Larry's eyes turn green and his posture straightens as the doors to my mind close. No escape.
*LARRY: There is no interesting person on this earth who hasn't had his heart broken. You want to stay in the shit forever?
RICKY: Why are you giving me advice? What do you want?
*LARRY: First of all, I'm not giving you advice I'm just tryin to help you out...second...Stop calling yourself RICKY BOWEN. We all know who you are...and by the way your "" marks don't hide shit!
EVAN: It was all part of a plan, Ricky is my alter ego...
*LARRY: Andy Kaufman.
EVAN: No, it's different...
*LARRY: I'm only going to say this once.....I AM YOUR ALTER EGO MOTHER FUCKER!
Larry takes Evan's artistic lobe and breaks off a piece
*LARRY: I believe this is the creative part of your mind. Now each time you make me upset I will crush a piece of what's left...even though not much is here muahahahahah!
Trapped in my own self loathing nightmare, the lights of passion burn down the memories of guilt, may you find shelter is self discovery and snort cocaine not from $20 but $100s.
*LARRY: So you'ved discovered where "Amore" is?
TO BE CONTINUED...