New Dead Poems

Cold glances and judgmental stances.

Poker face, stone face, call it whatever, display

no emotions. Too many see only the tangible substances;

the size of one's bank account, the importance of their job, 

how attractive they and others are. The unsuccessful 

and ill-favored looking with small wallets lose confidence

and shield our emotions. The almighty dollar dictates the women 

we can and cannot talk to, it shrouds our confidence and self worth, 

yet in the end every ones talents and beauty 

fade to nothing.

                                                                                Izzy Schurr

Few people like me, most hate or think their better and 

smarter then me. I see it their eyes, that look of contempt and 

judgment. I used to smile a lot more, but the majority of unfriendly

 souls have chanced my face to stone. It's way too awkward when 

your smiling face is met with a cold stare, and that happens to me a lot,

hence the stone face most of the time. Ironically it's the haters who

keep me alive, those shallow self center souls who'd relish in my suicide

  will have to go on judging for no reason, and be contemptuous without a cause.

The awesome few who enjoy my presence can't see the emptiness in 

my heart or the full belly of laughter buried in seriousness. 

Keep moving, keep playing, keep dreaming. (Pia)

                                                                                           Izzy Schurr

The Musical Hero's of 2112, Script Schurr Forschurr

My blog site is very unfriend toward screen writing format, it's an easy fix, but I don't have the dough to do so right now.

For those unfamiliar with basic screen writing, here's the basics; INT is interior / EXT is exterior.

Fade IN

It's the year 2112 and I'm two years shy of being a 150-years-old. I look like I'm still in my 50s and feel like a 25-year-old.

In the year 2020 I embraced Nanotechnology. Within twenty years of many people consuming nano pills to cure their cancer or stop aging, even both, a lot of nano pill users stopped taking the pills, and by 2050 nano pills were banned on the legal market, yet to this day, the so called black market is flourishing with the pills.

Decades before nano pills were a reality, nanotech pills had their critics and skepticism. On the positive end of nano pill consumption, the pills did indeed stop the aging process and even cure cancer by fixing people's dead cells or replacing the bad cells outright.

The critics claimed that if the nano pills replaced too many human cells, people would indeed look and be young forever, but they literally could become robots, void of all tangible emotions and feeling. The critics were right, but not  100 percent correct.

Some regular nano pill users have become what the critics claimed, mindless with absolutely no imagination, but these poor souls were excellent retail workers and janitors for life.

Some regular nano pill users, including healthy individuals almost 200-years-old however posses all the same human emotions they've always had, others like myself lost their entire sex drive and became asexual.

Becoming asexual was perfect for me, all the women I've desired from high school till middle aged never wanted me and vise versa, so this was a total blessing for me.

I still have all my creative cerebral passions such as photography and music to transport my dreams desires.    

Facing the death penalty if caught with these five little girls in my basement was absolutely worth it to me. In these twisted modern times, I may have started to seriously lie to myself.

Convincing myself what is OK and what is illegal and sadistic to do with these little girls, but the stage has been set and the camera will roll.

What I was about to do and have these little girls do in the depths of my den of debacle surely was a felony and a sin against every law these days, but my desires and dreams got the best of me...

Relax folks, if your still reading, this is rated G stuff, I may have lured my readers into thinking this is some sort of an evil sex fantasy, but the fantasy is purely about music.

In the year 2112, all music that does not contain positive lyrics about the government and God, is not only illegal to play or listen to, but a punishment of maybe life in prison or even death.

Too many brain washed citizens still believe exposure to rock 'n' roll music is poisonous to the mind and bears a one way ticket to an eternity in hell.

The five little girl's, ages three to 5-years-old, I've got in my basement jamming away on drums, guitar, bass and sometimes horns are also subjected to the current 2112 laws, and may face the same fate as myself if caught.

If you understood the sheer talent of these amazing girls the way I do, you'd want their music captured and listened to by the souls who truly understand the sounds of real music.

INT BASEMENT DAY

All five girls are on a small stage complete with all the necessary rock 'n' roll musical instruments. The lead and rhythm guitarists are plugging in their guitars to their amps, the bass player is doing the same.

The drummer is seated on her drumming stool and adjusting her drum heads and cymbals to her exact preference.

Mark is connecting his Sony Handi Cam to the sound board. The camera is already on a tripod and facing the stage.

Despite the young age of the girls, their wisdom far exceeds their years.  

KAYLA
(5-year-old lead guitarist)
Mark, if the police catch us, will they kill us?

The other four girls stopped all instrumental preparations and their shocked faces are eagerly awaiting Mark's answer.

MARK
Kill us on the spot?
(slight pause)
Very unlikely, and I'm the the one who would probably go to jail for life, maybe even sentenced to death, but you girls would probably be lectured and not allowed to play music, but no jail or death for you girls.

KAYLA
(Slightly angered)
Not allowed to play music!? That's not OK at all!

Kayla plugs a jack into her guitar and plays an amazing version of the "The Star-Spangled Banner." An electrical non vocal version of the song that Buddy Guy, Jimi Hendrix, Eric Clapton and Jeff Beck could only play in their wildest dreams.

While Kayla is jamming away, seeming effortless, her four other bands mates watch in awe, as does Mark. When Kayla is done playing, Mark and the rest of the girls are too wowed to even applaud.

ASLHEY
(4-year-old drummer)
That was a perfect version of the song. When we're done playing today, I want to watch the video later.

MARK
I forgot to turn the camera on, can you play it again Kayla?

 TEMICKRA
(5-year-old lead singer)
(to Mark)
What? She'll never be able to play the song again like that again, that was straight from the heart, inspired by the soul, I can't believe you didn't turn on the camera.

KAYLA
I play my best guitar in years, and you didn't turn on the camera, your so funny Mark.

JAYLENE
(3-year-old bass player)
That's OK, we've still got a lot more music to play today. Remember to turn on the camera Mark, and make sure your lithium batteries are all charged.

KAREN
(4-year-old rhythm guitarist)
(Smiling)
Yea Mark! Remember last time your camera ran out of battery life and Ashely did that amazing drum solo which you missed.

MARK
Yea, yea, I remember, but now I've got three batteries all charged and ready to go, and I finally replaced the plug in adapter for the camera.

JAYLENE
You finally got a new plug in adapter, because you spilled beer on the old one.

KAYLA
Mark, your  a lot smarter when you don't drink beer.

ASLHEY
I think he's funny when he drinks that dark stuff in the big glasses with the handles.

KAREN
As long as he doesn't drink too much, but even when he just drinks one, his breath really stinks.

MARK
Enough gibber jabber, let the jam session begin.

Mark is standing behind the camera and begins to pour a bottled IPA into a handled glass.

The girls start playing Led Zeppelin's "How Many More Times."

Mark double checks that the camera is in focus and that the sound level is OK. He is satisfied with his camera settings, sips his beer and bobs his head to the music.

This little all girl band sounds amazing, and quickly Mark realizes he forgot to hit the record button.

Mark turns the camera on and enjoys his beer and the music.

Too Many Conspiracy's, Too Little Time

War is money, money is life, the mainstream dreams of acquiring material things shroud the spirit and redirect the mind  to the matter.

Mainstream matter is cars, electronics, over priced housing and an abundance of selfishness. Four months before I was born, America had a leader with heart and soul, a man in power who was against war and for the average person. (Killed November, 1963)

On June 4, 1963, Executive Order 11110 was signed by President John Fitzgerald Kennedy which stripped the Rothschild Bank of its power to loan money to the U.S. Federal Government at interest. http://humansarefree.com/2013/11/jfk-killed-after-shutting-down.html

The pen is mightier than the sword indeed took effect nine months before I was born, then in November 1963, everything went back to evil politics.

When President John Fitzgerald Kennedy signed this bill, it returned to the U.S. federal government, specifically the Treasury Department, the Constitutional power to create and issue currency without going through the privately owned Rothschild Federal Reserve Bank. With the stroke of a pen, President Kennedy declared that the privately owned Rothschild Federal Reserve Bank would soon be out of business. http://humansarefree.com/2013/11/jfk-killed-after-shutting-down.html

JFK was a leader for the common working people in America and he was going to withdraw American soldiers from Vietnam, so he was shot and killed by the powers that be because big money has no soul, and the same old song and dance will continue until the end of human existence. The extremely rich will always dominate the poor. JFK was the only president to challenge Rothschild Bank and now he's dead. Whether or not people directly involved with the Rothschild Bank killed Kennedy, it's clear after his murder, Rothschild Bank is still ruling the world's major money market and no other U.S. president dares to sigh the Executive Order 11110 ever again.    http://bostonreview.net/us/galbraith-exit-strategy-vietnam

 The 2001 World Trade Center was a twisted ploy to steal large amounts of money from investors and trick young Americans into going to war and an excuse to restrict civil liberties. (Time Life)

The medical industry is all about profit as well. There is a cure for cancer, a lot of cancers anyway, but the money is in the medicine, not the cure. Prescription drug makers and government agencies keep us in the dark about simple cheap remedies, then profit from peddling expensive long-term treatments that keep us alive, but don't cure us. (Time Life)

The powerful rich will always rule the world and will not hesitate to kill for what they have  and to get more. When a leader speaks, that leader dies. Words from the band Living Colour. Those words refer to leaders such as Martin Luther King Jr, Jesus, Gandhi, John Lennon, JFK and a hand full of other leaders who truly were for peace and positive change.

When world leaders speak and start to implement real change for the benefit of the common soul, they will be silenced or killed. Money is the almighty indeed, sad,  but true.    

The Afterlife Hit Parade and Much More Is Addressed in Stephen King's "The Bazaar of Bad Dreams."

King reveals some very personal facts about himself in the November release of "The Bazaar of Bad Dreams."

During his college years King said he lost many things including his mind for short periods of time because of his LSD use. With his senses amplified, he just may have crossed back and fourth into the 5th dimension, the intangible dimension which sheds true light on everything good and evil. Sheer nonsense weaved into reality which harbors in Kings unique imagination, then pouncing his readers minds with terror and laughter.

This book is 20 short stories, some resurfaced, many brand new. As an omnivorous King fan, I honestly feel his best novels are behind him, but even his mediocre novels are gripping. Only one of the stories in this book had a real good ending. It seemed King was just living off his name in this book. As expected, the character development for every tale was there, but none of the stories had a knock-out punch which disappointed me.

Average at best, this book still displayed Kings penchant for the absurd. In "Mile 81," a monstrous car eats people, and when a 6-year-old girl and her 4-year-old brother witness their parents getting eaten alive, I was really hoping the car would not devour the children. With King, no character is safe and sometimes evil swallows all that is heart full and pure. If you want to know if the children live or die, read the book.

As a young man in the 60s, King said the mindset of many young adults in that era had the feeling of invincibility, and that they would change the world. King is a realist, whether we want to or not, we all die no matter what our beliefs are.

In "Afterlife," King touches base with the four most popular afterlife beliefs; heaven, hell, purgatory or reincarnation. The bottom line, when we do die, there is absolutely nothing or there is something more, but what?

King like everyone else on this planet cannot give a definitive answer to what happens after death, but in "Afterlife," he created a story that should be made into a Twilight Zone episode. Doomed to a monotonous and hellish reality in death, or is there an oasis of complete happiness in eternity?

The final story, "Summer Thunder" is about the end of human existence, it will happen. The end of times might be tomorrow or 20 million years from now, but it will happen, just give it time!
Watch out for the button hook or hairpin turn on the way to Lake Pocomtuck, but if you want to die in an automobile, attempt the vicious turn in fifth gear, and yes, I cried for the dog Gandalf in "Summer Thunder."

Overall I was disappointed in this book, yet it was still written by King. Only through fiction can we think about the unthinkable and perhaps obtain some sort of closure King said. These words vastly aided my three star rating.

Quot libros quam breve tempus, Latin words that will be on one of my future T-shirts. So many books, so little time. 

Dark Venting, Yet Healthy For My Mind

All I've got is a photograph, and I realize your not coming back. (Ringo Starr; "Photograph") 

Sad Farewell Ali Bear

Severed joy bleeds into emptiness. I got too close with Deborah many moons ago, and for three years her awesome preschool aged daughter Alondra fueled my soul with laughter and wisdom. By the time Ali was 5-years-old, she was more socially adjusted then I'll ever be. Everyone who was lucky enough to bask in her presence, be hugged by her and have her eyes light up because she was truly glad to see you got to understand their really is some kind of grand design. A beautiful blissful place that can only be reached in death, an ultimate meaning to life waiting to be seized. The power of death took Ali bear when she was just 17-years-old. Suddenly she was gone of all the lives she left her mark upon, leaving her infectious smile and laughter in the den of darkness.

 Ali had a plan, she was focused, by he time she was 25-years-old, she would have had a master's degree, making mortgage payments with a solid retirement plan and been successful doing what she wanted to do, and now the world is a much lesser place without her.

Dark Mark

Unappreciated, unloved & longing for Mother night to caress me with her dark embrace, swallow my soul and spit me out of this hellish Earth and into a universe dominated by love and laughter, a world where creativity rules and bills and work are nothing more than a twisted nightmare.
So easy to pull the trigger to my own head, but I have a platelet donation appointment on the 22nd and another one after that...

The Curry Flurry Fuels the Golden State Warriors Record Winning Season

This year’s NBA scoring champion Stephen Curry had 46 points tonight, despite missing his 19^th fourth quarter of the season. The Warriors rolled to a 125-104 victory over the Memphis Grizzlies who will face the San Antonio Spurs in the first round of this year’s playoffs.

Curry sank 286 three pointers last season, an NBA record. He shattered his own record this season with 402 three pointers made, (Comcast Sports Network) including more than eight in tonight’s record setting win. As a team, the Warriors not only had the best record in the 70 years of the NBA at 73-9, the team also finished the season as the only team in NBA history to go an entire season without back to back losses.

The road Warriors also set the NBA record for most road wins in a single season with a 34-7 mark. Their 39-2 home record tied last year’s franchise record for home wins. The San Antonio Spurs set the all-time NBA record for home wins this year with a 40-1 record. The Warriors were the lone team to beat the Spurs on their court. (CSN)

The Warriors begin their playoff push on Saturday at home against the Houston Rockets. Dating back to last season the Warriors are 11-1 against the Rockets. The Warriors defeated the Rockets in five games in last year’s Western Conference Finals.

The Two Week Old Novel "First Fix Your Alibi" Is Unfixable

Bill James latest book, "First Fix Your Alibi" is a labyrinth of lameness which takes its readers on an abysmal journey to drossy town.

James managed to make having sex with a 19-year-old college woman boring. The love life of Denise, the college lady and one of the main policemen, Harpur was as interesting as watching the 10-72 Philadelphia 76ers pregame show. Each and every character was more drab then the next and the story-line was as intriguing as shopping for toilet tissue.  

The one good thing about this novel was that it was less than a 190 pages, granted a 188 pages too much, but it was a fast read. “First Fix Your Alibi” uses the basic plot of the 1951 Alfred Hitchcock movie, “Strangers On a Train,” which James makes clear.  

Drug lord, Mansel Shale sets out to avenge the shooting death of his wife Naomi and son Laurent. A possible police cover-up to the murders may be one reason the killers have never been found, and when all is said and done the final outcome of the story is a deleterious display of dismay.

I give this new novel one and a half stars as opposed to minus five stars simple because I learned a new word, the above; deleterious which is an adjective meaning harmful to body and mind. I also gave it an extra half star because some of the stuff I couldn’t understand was not the authors fault because “First Fix Your Alibi” is a follow-up to a crime series of books featuring the detectives Desmond Iles and Harpur.