I'm an avid Drake fan. Wrote this awhile back, just for fun. Inspired by his mixtape, "if you're reading this its too late." -- especially the Wednesday Night Interlude + Company. Had it saved in my phone to look back at for when I got stuck at writing the new screenplay. Shout out to Drake for making the music to inspire the writer.
If in the end, all we had left was our memories and we became settled into our lives and we got comfortable in the situation that we were living in, would you be satisfied? Look at yourself in the mirror once and think of the times that you were put into a situation that you knew was out of your control, meaning being manipulated and controlled by someone else. These are still your memories though. Are you satisfied with what life has offered to you. Now when I say offered, I mean that these things were presented as offers to you, whether you walked through the door and relinquished control of your life in the hands of someone who purposely wanted to hurt you, that is a choice that you consciously made for yourself. Are you still looking in the mirror? Do you even recognize yourself anymore? Where have you gone? Too distant from who you were to even remember when you left yourself behind. This is for you:
There has to come a moment when we say enough is enough. But when is enough ever enough? Sometimes we don't know the answer ourselves. A long time ago you could look at yourself in the mirror and smile with confidence and walk out and remain untouchable. Each day after that, though, you've been avoiding your reflection. You've lost what you thought meant the world to you - yourself. Instead, the image and idea that someone else has for you has taken over and ruined your confidence. Now you can't even look at yourself. What a damn shame. What a fucking shame. And you're to blame for this? That before, all you ever wanted was to be happy and enjoy life and because it wasn't enough for someone, you felt like you needed to compromise yourself, overcompensate yourself to fit their irrational, unnecessary and unattainable image of who they think you should be.
Fuck 'em. Fuck 'em. Fuck 'em. Tell 'em three times to go fuck themselves. You wish you could. You really, really wish you could just walk away now. But you've invested so much of yourself into their dream that you can't do anything but to follow through with your promise to change for them, against your own beliefs. This is what you feel inside. With your transformation, you've become a different person. Someone who you don't even recognize. You've grown, but not on your own terms.
Now you look at yourself again, after time has passed and you ask yourself, am I satisfied? Break the mirror, shatter it. That's not who you are. But you walk into the next room, there it is again, your reflection. All you want to do is scream. "Who is this person that keeps looking back at me?" Break the mirror, shatter it. This can't be who you've become. Somewhere between a smile and a tear, you've lost a sense of yourself - you gave up yourself for a connection with someone who didn't accept you in the first place.
There is more to life than pleasing someone. You will be pleased with yourself. With everything that you accomplish, it will be enough. These are the memories that you want to hold onto. In the end, when you think of the memories that you've created through out your life, think to yourself, are you satisfied? If not, why is that? There is a reflection in the mirror. Instead of breaking the mirror and shattering it into pieces, hold onto the pieces of yourself and improve your relationship with yourself so you won't be ashamed to look at your own reflection. Don't break the mirror, change the person standing in front of it.
In your happiest moments, do you take in all that life has to offer? The life that surrounds us. The stories of other people. People who are living with us. These same people have somewhere to go, just like you - just like me. We constantly move through time, growing into ourselves and we discover the possibilities when we accept our truth. It is amazing how time and circumstance can bring people together and it is even more astonishing when you see how someone can change the life of another and bring them closer to their truth as well. And with our own battles, we find strength in love and we find strength within ourselves to pull us out of the hopeless feeling. We take a moment to realize how far we've come and understand that we have a long way to go but we'll get there eventually, when it is supposed to happen.
It was a pleasure writing, PHASING - a new short film that follows an eager Keghan Hunter on a time-warped and unforgettable journey. It comes from a monologue that I wrote awhile back. I decided to write a story around the idea of phasing as a human being. It is interesting to see the characters, one by one, changing the scenario and bringing the reader (... hopefully an audience) through a series of journeys of the lives of the people around Keghan. It is lovely and I cannot wait to share it with all of you...
Haven't been feeling all that well, I guess you can say it comes from the rejection. I remain optimistic but in the deepest part of my mind where the passion lies, it stores some fear that what we've worked on, all of us talented individuals have created with all the best resources available will not prosper. That's the small part of how I feel.
I know what we've created and where it can go -- it can go far. Today is another chance for a new person to stumble across the film that lies waiting for the people to see. The film has such a deeper meaning and stores a powerful message that everyone could use, including me. All of us can have a connection at some point in our lives. All it takes is for the right person to have the right connection that will spark interest in what we have here, all that we have to offer. That's the gut feeling.
To the world, it is unseen -- I say 'unseen' because it has not yet been accepted into film festivals, which means the film has not been screened except to the people that have worked on it. It has to remain unseen for now until it gets accepted into film festivals. That's now in the present and that's the truth.