Last night I checked out the Sundance film festival website.
And apparently they accept all films.
At all stages of edit.
Wow.
Could this be true?
They'll accept my documentary?
And all one needs is a voice?
A voice of unreason?
A voice of difference?
A voice of humanity?
Isn't this one core question of humanity?
Am I human?
Will other humans recognise themselves in my human condition?
Sure it's fun to be the subject of a documentary.
Imagine: Me and Bern captured on subjective history.
It's well...
Flattering even.
But at the end... our bared soul. Its unflinching truth.
We might end up humiliated... collapsed... shamed
And for what?
For the unwavering gaze perhaps?
Where we can look ourselves
in the eye
finally.
And accept what we see.
No matter how uncomfortable.
To cross over
to the other side.
To unlearn our precious feelings.
Disrobe our earthly thoughts.
And return to raindrops, stream flow, breeze song and silence.
So... one small step for 2 mortal parched larynxes.
One giant leap towards our higher selves.
(I just hope the documentary will be rewarding for the audience.)
And who I am kidding?
I want to be rich and famous one day.
It's pathetic isn't it?
We want to be buddha and bill gates and brad pitt all at the same time.
Is this what they mean by "Ommm... you are everywhere."
Perhaps this constitutes as...
"Uummmmmm... you are...
all over the place."
lol.
