VERGE- Vicariously Enter the Realm of Good (motherfuckin'*) Entertainment- is performing a skit tomorrow evening at this event:
I was charged with writing the script... and directing... and acting. Three things I have inconsiderable experience in. Yet, the show will go on- and it will be off the bomb. SO IT IS SAID!
Here is the script**:
(Video coming next week)
*This is not a part of the official VERGE name
**Script is loosely based off an anecdote about Ubuntu, which was also the famous rallying cry for the 2007-08 Boston Celtics, the eventual NBA Champions.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
"The masses have never thirsted after truth. They demand illusions, and cannot do without them. They constantly give what is unreal precedence over what is real; they are almost as strongly influenced by what is untrue as by what is true. They have an evident tendency not to distinguish between the two."
- quote taken from The Art of Seduction by Robert Green
Monday, November 19, 2012
This past weekend, Jersey Campbell and NYC Robert- on behalf of VERGE- were invited to Best Kept Secret. Judging by the name, we're guessing some of y'all don't know what Best Kept Secret is... let's clear it up. It is a web radio show on the SUNY Old Westbury Web Radio network hosted by Lady Rae. But shhh, keep it a secret.
Here is a brief clip from the interview showing our very own JC performing some poetry for the listeners. Yeah, we video record radio shows, because there are no morals. Listen.. and be enthralled.
Friday, November 16, 2012
In a sentence: The pillory could still be effective today. It is often public sentiment that helps maintain our morality.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
We speak in muted tones
Earthy muds and forest greens
Take me in through the back
Shelter me from the storm
I’ll give you my kidney
Take care of the child
Let him free upon this plane
Tell him his pain is the same
As your pain
Rise above the scree hand in hand
There is a dip in the boulder
Water collects in this place
The early morning rain has passed
But here it remains
Reminiscent drops of past
Be civil young man
For this place is a civil one
Do not forget your head
Stubbornness is the starless night
Empathy is the flashlight
Monday, November 12, 2012
Time lacks the eternal strength it is attributed
For with time our physical beings become old, brittle, stale and feeble
With time, rises fade while roses bloom
With time, eyes observe cycles of birth and death
So with time, we live
With time, we seek a fulfillment of magnificent proportions
Yet in time, the sands of the hourglass eventually run out, only to be flipped over, so that another cycle may begin
The meaning is too elusive, so with time we grow and learn
Only for the hourglass to be flipped over once again
Lessons re-learned and new flowers bloom
In time, we forget all truths granted to us because when the hourglass flips, time resets
Time is no more eternal than the souls traveling through its corridors
But what a novel concept! Time ushers enlightenment… a spiritual awakening is an inevitable result
The only inevitability, is the loss of time itself and the eventual resurrection of the eternal paradox
A realization is in order. An epiphany of divine nature
Time waits for no man, and no man will wait for time
In time we act, decisions made determining the fate of our lives which, in time, will end in death
It is with time we grow, and in time we decompose
An inquiry: what have we learned? In which way have we grown?
Time is simply a paradigm
Moments in mirrors which mimic the times passed
Reflections of fallen eras haunt our contemporary dreams
With time we become corrupt
In time our minds expand to see the vast wasteland that was once promise and hope
The hourglass is reset, and time, laid to rest
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Jersey has asked me to write a brief essay concerning the election. Even if he had not asked for something “brief”, I can’t honestly say that I have a great deal to write about the election. For me, the election has the feel of sporting event, something like the Super Bowl. There is a side which I have chosen as my favorite, I root for that side to win, which is fun for a time leading up to the event and during the event itself, and then, the next day, I am left feeling slightly let down.
For some reason we build the election up into this massive marker of whether or not the country is fucked, and depending on which side you agree with, you either think its time to leave the country, or you spend the next 2 months fantasizing about how much better the country is now that someone who you think you agree with is in power.
Not only is the presidential election an undertaking in ego masturbation for the candidates, it is likewise for voters. It is a time when people allow themselves to say, “see, I am right, you are wrong, the majority of the people believe what I believe.”
The greater reality to remember during these times is this: it is hardly ever the president who makes the biggest social changes. For sure, there have been good presidents who have done good things, but it is hardly ever the ones we “elect” to do good things who end up being the ones who do the greatest things.
So, for those who voted for losing candidates, relax, your day-to-day reality remains unchanged. For those who voted for candidates that won, congratulations, you were on the right side of what is essentially a 50/50 bet. Sorry to be so cynical, but both sides seem to have neglected honest discourse and sound reasoning during the campaign, little seems to have really changed.
Sources tell me there was an election in America last night, and now a black guy is president? Wait, wait? He’s been president for four years already! Wow! What progress we’ve made!
If I can be super cereal for a minute, I’d like to share my thoughts on the election:
Monday, November 5, 2012
Remember, remember the fifth of November... I can't even act like I completely understand what V is saying in this amazing monologue of ambitious alliteration. The acutely accurate words aim at abolishing a despotic English government. All credits attributed to the astute authors of this awesome film.
"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valourous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V."