Katernica (2023) Movie Script
I hear the Black Raven scream
like a never ending spirit in my soul,
reaching down into nothingness.
And I understand that to know all things
is to know that we cannot sustain
all that is in us.
And therefore,
we shall not be denied in ourselves.
Or eventually we all do what is intended.
Hell is in all of us.
And you ask for forgiveness.
The dead treads softly upon my heart.
The icy face above me.
I have been put here for a crime.
I didn't
to know.
A transcendent dimension
within human experience.
I have been saved.
Discovered in moments.
This reformation aims
to recover the original shape of man
or woman.
The sum of God
adds up to nothing.
Jerry Pither?
Esther Collins.
You sure you didn't want one?
No, thank you.
Thanks for allowing me your time.
It'll be my pleasure.
I'm sure.
Was it necessary for me
to send a photo of myself
before you agreed to meet me?
You're taking my time.
It's my rules.
I'm afraid.
Well I hope you approve.
You wouldn't be here if I didn't.
Why are you here?
It's about a play.
You've written something for me.
A role in your play
Is it a good part?
Or is it for a film?
Not exactly.
I'm studying for a PhD.
One act plays in early 20th century
European theater.
I came across an old manuscript.
It's in German.
It's one act, and it appears unfinished.
There's no author listed.
There's no books or
journals that reference it.
There's nothing on the web.
Seems to have been lost in history.
You do know of it, then?
I'm translating it slowly.
I'd like to perform it.
What do you want from me?
I've been told you have an interest
in 20th century theater.
I wondered
if you had any information about it
you could share.
KATERNICA is a one act play.
That is correct.
Yes, it is in German.
It is one long monologue.
Nobody knows when it was written
and nobody knows the name of the author.
But apparently it was performed once
and only once in Germany in the 1920s.
And like the author,
their name is lost.
Why only once?
Well, the story is
the actress who performed the monologue
broke down during the opening night.
She was said
to be completely delirious.
She was found afterwards
several miles from the theater,
wandering the streets.
And then she died.
It's never been fully translated.
Not to my knowledge.
It is a play
that is believed to be cursed.
How do you know all this?
Where did you get this information?
You know what?
I can't recall.
I might have picked it up
when I was training
nearly 30 years ago.
So I can't help you with references.
I'm afraid.
Did you bring the manuscript?
No, it's at home.
I bought a transcript
in German, as well as what
I've translated.
What intrigues you about this?
I mean,
I haven't made sense of it all yet,
but it seems to have some genuine
profundity.
Profundity?
From what I've read so far.
You see it in a foreign language.
You see the old typeset,
probably Fraktur font.
You see the crumpled page.
You hear 1920s Germany
and you think 'profound'?
If this was written in 2008
by an Englishman
and performed once in a back alley theater
with no stage, by a mad actress,
or one who is most likely alcoholic.
How profound would you think it was then?
Age and obscurity is no guarantee
of quality.
Is tawdry, pretentious,
rubbish.
I should know.
I've acted in enough tawdry
and pretentious rubbish
and directed a lot of it too.
It's mistaking trash
like KATERNICA for gold.
That has caused my career
to be the absolute shambles that it is.
It's why I'm scrabbling
around for work now.
Talking of
which, I have an audition next week.
The first in years.
So my thoughts are with that
and not with this play,
which quite honestly, Esther,
means nothing to no one.
You want my advice?
Throw it away and concentrate
on producing original work.
Or at least investigating something
with some genuine
substance.
A mother obsesses over the idea
of putting her baby in a microwave.
A father cannot
remember NOT having molested his daughter.
A brother continually has to fight
the urge
to run his eyes over the shape
his sister's breasts make in her top.
We all have thoughts like these.
The OCD sufferer, in
contrast, listens to them
and mistakes them for
being important or relevant.
What can be done?
This causes cognitive malfunctions.
Cognitive malfunctions?
They give the thought too much importance.
They think they need to control...
How much do you want
to fuck me?
How much do you want
to fuck me?
How much...
How much
would you pay
to fuck me?
They mistake the harmless thought
for a dangerous reality
How much
do you want to fuck me?
So you want to direct?
Any other projects that you're working on?
I've written a play
It's one act.
It's about a woman going into labor.
Why labor?
A woman's labor is a perfect one act
structure
Explain.
It's a one off event
connected to but separate
from what goes before what happens after.
It's a story held in place
by narrative events.
The audience doesn't
need to see - conception and childrearing.
And this is for you to perform.
It's for my sister.
She's an actor.
You know her.
Really?
You directed her a couple of years back.
Not on stage, though.
On television. I think it was one of
the last pieces you directed.
Tales of the Black Lizard.
What did I tell you
about tawdry and pretentious rubbish?
It was a fucking awful script.
And you're right.
I've been offered nothing since.
What's her name?
Eve. Eve Collins.
Yes, I remember.
She was the whore.
She was a good whore.
When you're ready.
And Action.
There is a misconception
that OCD is all about order.
Or hand washing
or tidying.
But compulsive and intrusive
thoughts are also symptoms.
Such as.
Violent thoughts.
The compulsion to do inappropriate things,
to blurt out offensive words,
sexual thoughts.
Give me examples.
Intrusive thoughts
of hurting your children
or them being hurt.
A mother obsesses over the idea
of putting her baby in a microwave.
A father cannot remember
not having molested
his daughter.
A brother continually has to fight
the urge to run his eyes over the
shape his sister's breasts make in her top.
What can be done?
We all have thoughts like these.
The OCD sufferer, in contrast,
listens to them.
And mistakes them
for being important or relevant.
This causes cognitive malfunctions.
Cognitive
Malfunctions?
They give the thought too much importance.
They think they need to control
the thoughts.
They mistake the harmless thought
for a dangerous reality.
Ultimately,
they try to suppress these intrusive
and obsessive ideas,
and that is the worst mistake.
To suppress.
What are you suppressing?
That is the question
we should all be asking ourselves. Now.
How much do you want to fuck me?
How much would you pay to fuck me?
How much would you pay to fuck me?
How much would you pay to fuck me?
How much would you pay to fuck me?
Whatever happened to Eve?
She's had some problems.
She's been ill.
And now she's pregnant.
Who's the lucky father?
Like I said,
she was a good whore.
I'm hoping her acting in my play,
even if it is just a small
audience, can refocus her.
I want to help her
get back in the business,
get her career back.
Forget KATERNICA
and finish your play.
When it's written, get in touch.
I'll oversee the production.
Help you to rehearse.
If you don't want
the translation, you can throw it.
Good luck in your audition.
Your life is a lie.
It's Eve.
Did you talk to Jerry?
I did.
He's as you described.
Did he remember me?
Just about.
And the play you found?
Yeah.
He seemed to know a lot about it,
but he was more interested
in the play I'm writing for you.
Where are you?
I'm at a clinic.
It's a final examination.
Said they've been through
my patient records
that there's some sort of irregularity.
What irregularity?
I'm here to find out.
Eve Collins please,
come this way.
Occupation.
I'm an actor.
And can you tell me
the father of your child's
name and occupation?
Father's name and occupation?
I can't answer that.
Because you did not get his name, or
because you did not get his occupation?
Both.
Do you know the date of conception?
No.
Do you know who the father of your baby is?
No
Or when you became pregnant?
And what should we call
a woman who cannot say who the father
of her baby is?
What would you call her?
Your records say you have to be inspected?
It's why we called you in.
It might be easier
if you were sedated.
Why's that?
Naturally it will be quite
an invasive procedure.
Let's just say you'll be more comfortable
If you are.
What's happening?
What's happening?
You can tell her, Doctor
Who's there?
There's been a complication with the baby.
Who's speaking?
The baby must not be lost
Doctor.
Things will be a lot easier
if you relax and breathe
and do not resist.
We have waited
a long time
for this birth
Doctor.
Please speak to me.
We have an invaluable
use for this baby.
Please speak to me.
Jab the whore again.
She knows
not when to cease.
The child must not be lost.
We need this child.
Is the baby intact?
Yes. It's intact.
Are you sure?
It's intact.
Is she done?
Yes.
It is time to mark the child.
That was perfect, Eve.
You did all
we could ask.
Jerry Pither?
They're ready for you now.
Do you want me to go straight in?
Soft.
I did but dream.
Oh, coward conscience.
How dost thou afflict me.
A light's turned blue.
It is now dead midnight.
Cold, fearful drops stand
on my trembling flesh.
What do I fear? Myself?
Is there a murderer here? No.
Yes. I am.
Then fly.
From myself?
I love myself.
No. I rather hate myself
For hateful deeds
committed by myself. I am
a villain.
Yet, I lie.
I am not. Fool.
Speak well of thyself. Fool.
Do not flatter.
There is no creature that loves me.
And if I die,
no soul will pity me.
And wherefore should they?
Since that I myself
find in myself
no pity
to myself?
Are you happy
with your career,
Mr Pither?
Who is?
What sort of roles
are you known for?
Well, I started in comedy.
Vaudeville style performance.
I had one long running
role in a television comedy.
And I've directed for television.
And the stage, of course.
And what is your approach to directing?
What is your philosophy?
It's the same as my acting.
I encourage embodiment in my cast.
We do not feel that
you are right for this part.
But we are casting for a second play.
It is called
Crimes of the Uterus.
Do you have another piece prepared?
I wasn't aware of this of this other play.
Crimes of the ...?
Uterus.
I see.
I wasn't asked to prepare
another piece.
What role did you have in mind for me?
It is mainly physical.
Then I may have something.
I've been work shopping a new character
I could show you that?
I'll have to go to the
car to get my costume.
Where you get yer
scraggs, you been down pit?
Where did you get scraggs?
You been down pit?
Where did you get your
scraggs, you been down pit?
Where did you get your scraggs?
Been down pit?
Where did you get the
scraggs you been down pit?
The director,
he's seen too much.
Congratulations.
We loved your audition.
How?
There were complications.
Why didn't you call me?
There was no need.
Are we hear to rehearse?
I hear the Black Raven scream
like a never ending spirit within
my soul.
In your own time.
My soul which reaches down to nothingness.
And I understand,
and I understand that to know
all things is to know that we cannot
we can not sustain
all that is within us. And,
and therefore, we shall not be
denied in our ourselves.
Or
eventually
we will do what is intended.
Hell is in all of us,
and you ask for forgiveness.
Your life is a lie.
I feel them coming.
I hear the Black Raven scream
like a never ending chasm in my soul
Reaching down into nothingness
and I understand that to know things
is to know that we cannot sustain
all that is in us,
and therefore
we shall not be denied in ourselves
or eventually we will do what is intended.
Hell is in all of us,
and you ask for forgiveness.
Your life is a lie.
Destiny which cannot be fathomed
a thousand times leads
to a thousand deaths and a thousand bodies
through the blood.
In my eyes I see my time has come.
Oh, God.
Outside time and space.
God does not exist as you perceive,
but exists
as far as it will always remain unknown.
Tormenting all those who strive
for connection when abandoned,
without end,
to be a living soul, trapped in a corpse.
I accept my punishment
no matter how arbitrary
I accept all inside me.
Yes. Moving down. Yes.
Yes. Now. Now.
The dead tread softly upon my heart,
the icy surface above me.
I have been put here for a crime.
I never
put wind howls through my bones
The skeleton dances madly
bony fingers crack reaching
for gods that no longer exist
I feel them coming
I cannot move nor escape
to be discovered for what we are
or who we are, to find within
that which makes us human.
Time is needed before
we become known to ourselves.
You were always here.
You knew this.
Do not deter from your path.
I will not submit.
I will not submit.
Suddenly, when you were gone,
facing our fate, calling us into death
to feel no pain beneath the icy water
obliterated we are no more or
less than this
Fear pounds the brain.
Fear pounds the brain, travels
through the body terrifying
breathe, breathe,
dread, cruel sound grasps
the thread, the smallest grain
is as much a part of the vast,
infinite as we all are.
Nature has no beginning and no end
become nothing and your fears disappear.
It is through acceptance you become
complete. The vastness, the nothingness.
It is the ever sprawling creation
which we return to.
You can grasp the heavens.
The universe is unlimited.
No dimension is beyond you.
To know a transcendent dimension
within human experience.
I have been saved, discovered in moments.
This Reformation aims to recover
the original shape of man
or woman.
The image of God.
Smoke rises from the abyss.
Question the meaning of personal existence
for the time has come for you
to reap more
abundantly and deeper than others.
And I will be saved for...
The sum of God adds up
to nothing.
The mistakes we made last forever.
We are merely players in a game with rules
controlled
by God and broken by the devil.
There is no good.
There is no evil
only truth.
We can become God as God becomes us.
The physical universe disappears.
You are conceived
in the womb and the journey.
It is finished.
The game is over. The truth revealed
There is no reason to harm
We are more than the sum of our parts.
We exist beyond the physical,
the internal dialog between the conscious
and the unconscious come together,
creating inner truth.
Your destiny is shaped by eternal forces,
which as a restraint transforms
into empowerment.
There is a hidden realm
past the stars of spiritual energies
from which we all emerge,
rediscover lost wisdom
and reconfigure it to its divine state.
Descend into the unconscious, awaken
your dreams, embrace the un-manifest.
Within yourself
You contain the entire macro
cosmos, your heart as the sun
release the soul from the body.
The mind has its own preordained agenda,
which has nothing to do with you.
There is no time after death
the dead see the future.
The universe has a purpose
and our destiny is all within the control
of our own minds.
Dream of other times, other places.
We are on an evolutionary leap
to a higher phase.
It is finished.
May the Lord have mercy
upon my soul.
Thank you.
Um, you're very talented.
Can we try it up a notch?
Go louder.
A little less controlled.
Okay.
Thank you. Superb.
We'll be in touch.
My writer has a medical appointment
today,
but we'll look at the tapes
and we'll get back to you shortly.
Thank you.
like a never ending spirit in my soul,
reaching down into nothingness.
And I understand that to know all things
is to know that we cannot sustain
all that is in us.
And therefore,
we shall not be denied in ourselves.
Or eventually we all do what is intended.
Hell is in all of us.
And you ask for forgiveness.
The dead treads softly upon my heart.
The icy face above me.
I have been put here for a crime.
I didn't
to know.
A transcendent dimension
within human experience.
I have been saved.
Discovered in moments.
This reformation aims
to recover the original shape of man
or woman.
The sum of God
adds up to nothing.
Jerry Pither?
Esther Collins.
You sure you didn't want one?
No, thank you.
Thanks for allowing me your time.
It'll be my pleasure.
I'm sure.
Was it necessary for me
to send a photo of myself
before you agreed to meet me?
You're taking my time.
It's my rules.
I'm afraid.
Well I hope you approve.
You wouldn't be here if I didn't.
Why are you here?
It's about a play.
You've written something for me.
A role in your play
Is it a good part?
Or is it for a film?
Not exactly.
I'm studying for a PhD.
One act plays in early 20th century
European theater.
I came across an old manuscript.
It's in German.
It's one act, and it appears unfinished.
There's no author listed.
There's no books or
journals that reference it.
There's nothing on the web.
Seems to have been lost in history.
You do know of it, then?
I'm translating it slowly.
I'd like to perform it.
What do you want from me?
I've been told you have an interest
in 20th century theater.
I wondered
if you had any information about it
you could share.
KATERNICA is a one act play.
That is correct.
Yes, it is in German.
It is one long monologue.
Nobody knows when it was written
and nobody knows the name of the author.
But apparently it was performed once
and only once in Germany in the 1920s.
And like the author,
their name is lost.
Why only once?
Well, the story is
the actress who performed the monologue
broke down during the opening night.
She was said
to be completely delirious.
She was found afterwards
several miles from the theater,
wandering the streets.
And then she died.
It's never been fully translated.
Not to my knowledge.
It is a play
that is believed to be cursed.
How do you know all this?
Where did you get this information?
You know what?
I can't recall.
I might have picked it up
when I was training
nearly 30 years ago.
So I can't help you with references.
I'm afraid.
Did you bring the manuscript?
No, it's at home.
I bought a transcript
in German, as well as what
I've translated.
What intrigues you about this?
I mean,
I haven't made sense of it all yet,
but it seems to have some genuine
profundity.
Profundity?
From what I've read so far.
You see it in a foreign language.
You see the old typeset,
probably Fraktur font.
You see the crumpled page.
You hear 1920s Germany
and you think 'profound'?
If this was written in 2008
by an Englishman
and performed once in a back alley theater
with no stage, by a mad actress,
or one who is most likely alcoholic.
How profound would you think it was then?
Age and obscurity is no guarantee
of quality.
Is tawdry, pretentious,
rubbish.
I should know.
I've acted in enough tawdry
and pretentious rubbish
and directed a lot of it too.
It's mistaking trash
like KATERNICA for gold.
That has caused my career
to be the absolute shambles that it is.
It's why I'm scrabbling
around for work now.
Talking of
which, I have an audition next week.
The first in years.
So my thoughts are with that
and not with this play,
which quite honestly, Esther,
means nothing to no one.
You want my advice?
Throw it away and concentrate
on producing original work.
Or at least investigating something
with some genuine
substance.
A mother obsesses over the idea
of putting her baby in a microwave.
A father cannot
remember NOT having molested his daughter.
A brother continually has to fight
the urge
to run his eyes over the shape
his sister's breasts make in her top.
We all have thoughts like these.
The OCD sufferer, in
contrast, listens to them
and mistakes them for
being important or relevant.
What can be done?
This causes cognitive malfunctions.
Cognitive malfunctions?
They give the thought too much importance.
They think they need to control...
How much do you want
to fuck me?
How much do you want
to fuck me?
How much...
How much
would you pay
to fuck me?
They mistake the harmless thought
for a dangerous reality
How much
do you want to fuck me?
So you want to direct?
Any other projects that you're working on?
I've written a play
It's one act.
It's about a woman going into labor.
Why labor?
A woman's labor is a perfect one act
structure
Explain.
It's a one off event
connected to but separate
from what goes before what happens after.
It's a story held in place
by narrative events.
The audience doesn't
need to see - conception and childrearing.
And this is for you to perform.
It's for my sister.
She's an actor.
You know her.
Really?
You directed her a couple of years back.
Not on stage, though.
On television. I think it was one of
the last pieces you directed.
Tales of the Black Lizard.
What did I tell you
about tawdry and pretentious rubbish?
It was a fucking awful script.
And you're right.
I've been offered nothing since.
What's her name?
Eve. Eve Collins.
Yes, I remember.
She was the whore.
She was a good whore.
When you're ready.
And Action.
There is a misconception
that OCD is all about order.
Or hand washing
or tidying.
But compulsive and intrusive
thoughts are also symptoms.
Such as.
Violent thoughts.
The compulsion to do inappropriate things,
to blurt out offensive words,
sexual thoughts.
Give me examples.
Intrusive thoughts
of hurting your children
or them being hurt.
A mother obsesses over the idea
of putting her baby in a microwave.
A father cannot remember
not having molested
his daughter.
A brother continually has to fight
the urge to run his eyes over the
shape his sister's breasts make in her top.
What can be done?
We all have thoughts like these.
The OCD sufferer, in contrast,
listens to them.
And mistakes them
for being important or relevant.
This causes cognitive malfunctions.
Cognitive
Malfunctions?
They give the thought too much importance.
They think they need to control
the thoughts.
They mistake the harmless thought
for a dangerous reality.
Ultimately,
they try to suppress these intrusive
and obsessive ideas,
and that is the worst mistake.
To suppress.
What are you suppressing?
That is the question
we should all be asking ourselves. Now.
How much do you want to fuck me?
How much would you pay to fuck me?
How much would you pay to fuck me?
How much would you pay to fuck me?
How much would you pay to fuck me?
Whatever happened to Eve?
She's had some problems.
She's been ill.
And now she's pregnant.
Who's the lucky father?
Like I said,
she was a good whore.
I'm hoping her acting in my play,
even if it is just a small
audience, can refocus her.
I want to help her
get back in the business,
get her career back.
Forget KATERNICA
and finish your play.
When it's written, get in touch.
I'll oversee the production.
Help you to rehearse.
If you don't want
the translation, you can throw it.
Good luck in your audition.
Your life is a lie.
It's Eve.
Did you talk to Jerry?
I did.
He's as you described.
Did he remember me?
Just about.
And the play you found?
Yeah.
He seemed to know a lot about it,
but he was more interested
in the play I'm writing for you.
Where are you?
I'm at a clinic.
It's a final examination.
Said they've been through
my patient records
that there's some sort of irregularity.
What irregularity?
I'm here to find out.
Eve Collins please,
come this way.
Occupation.
I'm an actor.
And can you tell me
the father of your child's
name and occupation?
Father's name and occupation?
I can't answer that.
Because you did not get his name, or
because you did not get his occupation?
Both.
Do you know the date of conception?
No.
Do you know who the father of your baby is?
No
Or when you became pregnant?
And what should we call
a woman who cannot say who the father
of her baby is?
What would you call her?
Your records say you have to be inspected?
It's why we called you in.
It might be easier
if you were sedated.
Why's that?
Naturally it will be quite
an invasive procedure.
Let's just say you'll be more comfortable
If you are.
What's happening?
What's happening?
You can tell her, Doctor
Who's there?
There's been a complication with the baby.
Who's speaking?
The baby must not be lost
Doctor.
Things will be a lot easier
if you relax and breathe
and do not resist.
We have waited
a long time
for this birth
Doctor.
Please speak to me.
We have an invaluable
use for this baby.
Please speak to me.
Jab the whore again.
She knows
not when to cease.
The child must not be lost.
We need this child.
Is the baby intact?
Yes. It's intact.
Are you sure?
It's intact.
Is she done?
Yes.
It is time to mark the child.
That was perfect, Eve.
You did all
we could ask.
Jerry Pither?
They're ready for you now.
Do you want me to go straight in?
Soft.
I did but dream.
Oh, coward conscience.
How dost thou afflict me.
A light's turned blue.
It is now dead midnight.
Cold, fearful drops stand
on my trembling flesh.
What do I fear? Myself?
Is there a murderer here? No.
Yes. I am.
Then fly.
From myself?
I love myself.
No. I rather hate myself
For hateful deeds
committed by myself. I am
a villain.
Yet, I lie.
I am not. Fool.
Speak well of thyself. Fool.
Do not flatter.
There is no creature that loves me.
And if I die,
no soul will pity me.
And wherefore should they?
Since that I myself
find in myself
no pity
to myself?
Are you happy
with your career,
Mr Pither?
Who is?
What sort of roles
are you known for?
Well, I started in comedy.
Vaudeville style performance.
I had one long running
role in a television comedy.
And I've directed for television.
And the stage, of course.
And what is your approach to directing?
What is your philosophy?
It's the same as my acting.
I encourage embodiment in my cast.
We do not feel that
you are right for this part.
But we are casting for a second play.
It is called
Crimes of the Uterus.
Do you have another piece prepared?
I wasn't aware of this of this other play.
Crimes of the ...?
Uterus.
I see.
I wasn't asked to prepare
another piece.
What role did you have in mind for me?
It is mainly physical.
Then I may have something.
I've been work shopping a new character
I could show you that?
I'll have to go to the
car to get my costume.
Where you get yer
scraggs, you been down pit?
Where did you get scraggs?
You been down pit?
Where did you get your
scraggs, you been down pit?
Where did you get your scraggs?
Been down pit?
Where did you get the
scraggs you been down pit?
The director,
he's seen too much.
Congratulations.
We loved your audition.
How?
There were complications.
Why didn't you call me?
There was no need.
Are we hear to rehearse?
I hear the Black Raven scream
like a never ending spirit within
my soul.
In your own time.
My soul which reaches down to nothingness.
And I understand,
and I understand that to know
all things is to know that we cannot
we can not sustain
all that is within us. And,
and therefore, we shall not be
denied in our ourselves.
Or
eventually
we will do what is intended.
Hell is in all of us,
and you ask for forgiveness.
Your life is a lie.
I feel them coming.
I hear the Black Raven scream
like a never ending chasm in my soul
Reaching down into nothingness
and I understand that to know things
is to know that we cannot sustain
all that is in us,
and therefore
we shall not be denied in ourselves
or eventually we will do what is intended.
Hell is in all of us,
and you ask for forgiveness.
Your life is a lie.
Destiny which cannot be fathomed
a thousand times leads
to a thousand deaths and a thousand bodies
through the blood.
In my eyes I see my time has come.
Oh, God.
Outside time and space.
God does not exist as you perceive,
but exists
as far as it will always remain unknown.
Tormenting all those who strive
for connection when abandoned,
without end,
to be a living soul, trapped in a corpse.
I accept my punishment
no matter how arbitrary
I accept all inside me.
Yes. Moving down. Yes.
Yes. Now. Now.
The dead tread softly upon my heart,
the icy surface above me.
I have been put here for a crime.
I never
put wind howls through my bones
The skeleton dances madly
bony fingers crack reaching
for gods that no longer exist
I feel them coming
I cannot move nor escape
to be discovered for what we are
or who we are, to find within
that which makes us human.
Time is needed before
we become known to ourselves.
You were always here.
You knew this.
Do not deter from your path.
I will not submit.
I will not submit.
Suddenly, when you were gone,
facing our fate, calling us into death
to feel no pain beneath the icy water
obliterated we are no more or
less than this
Fear pounds the brain.
Fear pounds the brain, travels
through the body terrifying
breathe, breathe,
dread, cruel sound grasps
the thread, the smallest grain
is as much a part of the vast,
infinite as we all are.
Nature has no beginning and no end
become nothing and your fears disappear.
It is through acceptance you become
complete. The vastness, the nothingness.
It is the ever sprawling creation
which we return to.
You can grasp the heavens.
The universe is unlimited.
No dimension is beyond you.
To know a transcendent dimension
within human experience.
I have been saved, discovered in moments.
This Reformation aims to recover
the original shape of man
or woman.
The image of God.
Smoke rises from the abyss.
Question the meaning of personal existence
for the time has come for you
to reap more
abundantly and deeper than others.
And I will be saved for...
The sum of God adds up
to nothing.
The mistakes we made last forever.
We are merely players in a game with rules
controlled
by God and broken by the devil.
There is no good.
There is no evil
only truth.
We can become God as God becomes us.
The physical universe disappears.
You are conceived
in the womb and the journey.
It is finished.
The game is over. The truth revealed
There is no reason to harm
We are more than the sum of our parts.
We exist beyond the physical,
the internal dialog between the conscious
and the unconscious come together,
creating inner truth.
Your destiny is shaped by eternal forces,
which as a restraint transforms
into empowerment.
There is a hidden realm
past the stars of spiritual energies
from which we all emerge,
rediscover lost wisdom
and reconfigure it to its divine state.
Descend into the unconscious, awaken
your dreams, embrace the un-manifest.
Within yourself
You contain the entire macro
cosmos, your heart as the sun
release the soul from the body.
The mind has its own preordained agenda,
which has nothing to do with you.
There is no time after death
the dead see the future.
The universe has a purpose
and our destiny is all within the control
of our own minds.
Dream of other times, other places.
We are on an evolutionary leap
to a higher phase.
It is finished.
May the Lord have mercy
upon my soul.
Thank you.
Um, you're very talented.
Can we try it up a notch?
Go louder.
A little less controlled.
Okay.
Thank you. Superb.
We'll be in touch.
My writer has a medical appointment
today,
but we'll look at the tapes
and we'll get back to you shortly.
Thank you.