*THIS IS NOT REAL. THIS POST IS A PROP FOR A FICTIONAL MOVIE I'M CREATING. DO. NOT. TAKE. THIS. SERIOUSLY. THIS IS PURELY FROM MY IMAGINATION. FEEL FREE TO CRITIQUE; I WELCOME ALL USEFUL FEEDBACK. IF YOU'D LIKE TO SEE THE FULL SCRIPT OF THE MOVIE I MAY MAKE OF POST OF IT ONCE IT'S COMPLETED*.
For years, people have contemplated the existence of a passageway from one portion of the universe to another. People has thought about black holes and space and sink holes in the ground potentially being transport from one place to another. But nothing has been proven yet. YET. Has science finally discovered a way to travel through space and time by simply stepping into a portal?
There have been reports everywhere of a person suddenly appearing in a place, dazed and confused, with no idea where they are. These reports have come from all over the world, all throughout history. A person living in New York, 1950 once wrote of having the strangest experience: She was at a local coffee shop in Chicago, Illinois, on a date, in the year 2011, when she got up to the go the bathroom. There she had the strange illusion of stepping through a soft bit of flooring, disappeared from the coffee shop, and reappeared miles away and 60 years in the past. She described every bit of her hometown that she could in elaborate and scarily accurate detail; but yet, on the very day she said she disappeared, experts visited the coffee shop. The man who she was accompanied by was there, with every physical and mental aspect described, but said he was alone and had simply had a random urge to visit the shop. Consequently, the girl in 1960, although she was 22 at the time she stepped through the soft spot of the universe, had a full family who knew every detail about her, which she has admitted is true (and yet she knew nothing of them).
The case of this young woman is among the most clear proof we have, but her story is not alone. There have been dozens of other accounts, describing the past or future with eerily accurate accounts and claiming to have simply vanished from their own time and reappeared elsewear. All of these accounts have two things in common: the first, a dress. A dress that appears to be from the Renaissance era, sewn with black and gold and dark blue. At the time, every person was wearing the dress. The girl above had been wearing it to surprise her date, knowing they both shared a love of history and also because it was nearing Halloween and he'd asked to see her dress sometime. The people visiting the coffee shop described the dress to the woman's date, and indeed he seemed to have a vague memory, almost like deja vu.
The second thing they have in common is a girl. One single girl. Tall, long, wavy brown hair, large green eyes. She's been drawn, painted, and photographed, each image depicting the exact same girl. Her name is Aria. This girl has been known all across time and, as far as we know, all of space. A drawing of her was uncovered in the ruins of an ancient Roman city; her picture has been taken by modern-day cameras. Even more strangely, images of her have been uncovered containing evidence of technology far beyond that of the present day. She's always there with the lost and confused, explaining the dilemma and guiding them through their new lives. Accounts have been written of her managing to return people to their time, but more often she is unable to do so. This girl is a legend among those few who know about her and the one question that remains is: How is it possible for her to exist in so many different points in time at once? Scientists have their hopes up that one day, time travel may exist.
This post has been written for one reason and one reason only: Imformation. Has anyone ever met Aria Smith? Does anyone know of soft spots in the universe? Has anyone seen the dress pictured below? If so, don't hesitate to contact us. Please. Call us RIGHT NOW.
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Sunday, July 8, 2012
My little rant about fucking oppression
Why can't I wear makeup like this?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mfdyK1dzmuQ&feature=player_detailpage
I think it's a BEAUTIFUL makeup look that would flatter my pale skin and green eyes. Why can't I wear it? What's so bad about a little bit of powder around the eyes that would make society so against a lovely, easy makeup look like that? Why must it be all neutrals all the time? Why the hell do I have to look natural? What the hell is so great about looking natural, anyways? I love color. Color is, in my opinion, all that makes life worth living. A world without color is a world without life; my face without color is simply not my face. So in essence, wouldn't a colorful look like that be natural for me, because that's what I naturally gravitate towards? Neutrals, in my opinion, exist to set off color, not to shove it aside. They exist to perhaps tone it down, but not to completely replace it. And so i ask you, what's to stop me from wearing that makeup? What's so bad about it that I must be continually insulted and tormented by classmates simply for wearing some colorful powders around my eyes? Is society really so incredibly twisted that even makeup, the tiniest of forms of self expression, must be kept within limits? What the hell is wrong with us? What the hell is wrong with people? And yes, makeup is insignificant. But that's exactly why it's significant, because people are making such a huge deal out of it. Why can't I just do what I want with my face? Why must people be so incredibly repressive, so repressive that people refuse to even try to break free from the bonds? Makeup is no more than a signal of the problem. Look at how people are told to act in schools, in the workplace, in the social system, EVERYWHERE and ask yourself, why? WHY? Why are people so conformed to the limits of society to the point where people who try to go outside the limits are considered crazy, or attention-seeking, or rude, or a whole other slew of things? And why do people go along with it? What's the purpose of oppression? What do the oppressors gain? WHY can't everybody just be who they want to be, why can't they just be who they were born as? Why can't a person grow up without being forced to follow rules all the time? Rules that don't even technically exist? It makes me want to just cry sometimes. Sometimes I want to scream **** THE WORLD (oh, hey, look. I was censored. Shocker). Other times I want to just give up and cry. I wish people would just accept me as I am instead of casting me as a weirdo, as an outsider, as insane, as attention-seeking, as a freak. Believe me, I've been called these names and many more. Why can't I just live my life as me, instead of as person that people tell me to be?
I think it's a BEAUTIFUL makeup look that would flatter my pale skin and green eyes. Why can't I wear it? What's so bad about a little bit of powder around the eyes that would make society so against a lovely, easy makeup look like that? Why must it be all neutrals all the time? Why the hell do I have to look natural? What the hell is so great about looking natural, anyways? I love color. Color is, in my opinion, all that makes life worth living. A world without color is a world without life; my face without color is simply not my face. So in essence, wouldn't a colorful look like that be natural for me, because that's what I naturally gravitate towards? Neutrals, in my opinion, exist to set off color, not to shove it aside. They exist to perhaps tone it down, but not to completely replace it. And so i ask you, what's to stop me from wearing that makeup? What's so bad about it that I must be continually insulted and tormented by classmates simply for wearing some colorful powders around my eyes? Is society really so incredibly twisted that even makeup, the tiniest of forms of self expression, must be kept within limits? What the hell is wrong with us? What the hell is wrong with people? And yes, makeup is insignificant. But that's exactly why it's significant, because people are making such a huge deal out of it. Why can't I just do what I want with my face? Why must people be so incredibly repressive, so repressive that people refuse to even try to break free from the bonds? Makeup is no more than a signal of the problem. Look at how people are told to act in schools, in the workplace, in the social system, EVERYWHERE and ask yourself, why? WHY? Why are people so conformed to the limits of society to the point where people who try to go outside the limits are considered crazy, or attention-seeking, or rude, or a whole other slew of things? And why do people go along with it? What's the purpose of oppression? What do the oppressors gain? WHY can't everybody just be who they want to be, why can't they just be who they were born as? Why can't a person grow up without being forced to follow rules all the time? Rules that don't even technically exist? It makes me want to just cry sometimes. Sometimes I want to scream **** THE WORLD (oh, hey, look. I was censored. Shocker). Other times I want to just give up and cry. I wish people would just accept me as I am instead of casting me as a weirdo, as an outsider, as insane, as attention-seeking, as a freak. Believe me, I've been called these names and many more. Why can't I just live my life as me, instead of as person that people tell me to be?
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