Notes on Story Ideas 2

Jul 15

Combine all my notes and essays into a book of aphorisms separated by subject matter.

A secretive organization collects hair samples (from beauty/barber shops? how to collect it surreptitiously?) from influential politicians without their knowledge. They run comprehensive drug and toxin analyses to uncover damaging secrets and use this information to bribe, manipulating votes and policies, threatening the very fabric of democracy.

Prots:

Whistleblower: A former lab technician turned investigative journalist who discovers the scheme.

Mastermind: Leader of the clandestine group controlling the blackmail operation.

Senator: A rising political star with a hidden past vulnerable to exposure.

Insider: A politician (also the Mastermind?) secretly working with the blackmailers for personal gain.

Investigator: A principled detective or federal agent caught between justice and political pressure.

Twists:

Thise that use the senate barbershop are the simplest to collect follicles from

A senator drug user with long hair and another who’s wife cuts his hair is not vulnerable, same with most female politicians

Prot logs in to his VR game.

Creates an avatar.

Plays the game of life experience.

Prot logs out.

Avatar dissolves.

We are each an avatar in the game of life.

Do not take it too seriously.

Blend the Crossing the Line story with the Philanthropist story. Have the line crosser attempt moral redemption by anonymously giving away his ill gotten gains. When the money is gone, he paradoxically crosses the lone again to maintain cash flow to five away, effectively becoming a modern day robin hood. Maybe place this in a historical time frame where video and Internet doesn’t complicate or invalidate the plot lines verisimilitude. He basically sells his soul and can’t return, a deal with the devil like Faust.

The anonymous whistleblower then entered the craft and was astonished to find that the interior was as large as a football stadium, while the exterior was only about 30 feet in diameter. The experience inside caused disorientation and nausea due to the vast size discrepancy. Furthermore, upon exiting the craft in a few minutes, the whistleblower found that four hours had passed outside, indicating time distortion as well. The craft’s distortion of space and time is consistent with the theories proposed by physicists regarding advanced propulsion systems. These theories suggest that warping space-time could be used to counteract the effects of gravity and achieve advanced forms of propulsion.

Leader of a country dies and his body double is used to fool the people while someone else runs things until the body double attempts to take charge for real and chaos ensues.

He publicly shames/fires the entity that is surreptitiously running him...so an attempted assassination is arranged which injures his face and another double is surgically prepared to take his place, so the country is now running on the second instantiation of the deceased leader. The country goes to war and is very successful. The plot is exposed, and the people are conflicted over the countries success and the false pretenses which allowed for it.

Warriors defund their honor

Politics demands there execution

After the first one, the rest are pardoned

Infuriated they ask to be allowed for seppuku

First granted, then denied, in anger they kill their ‘saviors’

They are then executed with spies on their faces

Moral Mercy/ dishonor for some is a fate worse than death

Add autotelic notes to ‘Be Here Now’ and consider combining ABC’s into one essay!

Data from Google shows that there's five categories that are hyper attractive on the pornographic front to women; vampires, werewolves, pilots, surgeons and billionaires...write a short story about a prot who learns this and seeks to test the theory....as he can't become all five he devises another method to simulate as best he can.

I watered my beard

Use this and other analogies for an entire story

the muse takes over the body… a study in schizophrenia and/or sociopathy

It ‘makes’ him/her do very dark, evil and vile acts…the reader may be disgusted

There is no heaven. there is no God," the then-15-year-old is heard saying. "The earth is just hell."
"I'm sorry that the families have to go through this."

But he feels he has no choice, he says. "The demon will take over. There is nothing I can do about it."

“Oh man my hallucinations are really kicking in.”

“My dark side has now taken over.”

“I’m on the verge of losing it again. I have so much stuff compacted in a tight space and it’s about to explode.”

“I want help," the boy wrote, "but my parents don’t listen to me.”

He also notes: "I don't want to die."

“Killing myself is too much of a pussy move. People will just forget about me … the only way is to shoot up the school,” Crumbley wrote on March 17, 2021.

~Ethan Crumbly on the night before he committed the school shootings

If Prometheus stole fire from the Gods and gave fire to man and Heraclitus proposed a metaphor of fire for the ever changing flux of reality then the argument can be made that Prometheus gave the control of reality to man, hence as Protagoras said, man is the measure of all things.

What is more important, intent or outcome?

Ramifications of cause and effect

It's certainly true that you never know what the unintended actions are going to be, however sometimes those unintended actions are beneficial. For example when hunters installed water catchments throughout the state to enhance their dove and quail hunting, which worked very well, these catchments also became wildlife watering holes and in times of drought have contributed to saving untold numbers of birds and animals that would have otherwise perished.

Poem content:

As you read these words I live again, albeit for only the time I remain in your memory, and I will reward you for this selfless act by making it worth your while.

We used to be able to live off the land, then we lived in an environment where you can’t be on the planet without money, now money is being replaced with digital transactions which are tracked and can be restricted, the cashless society is inevitable…we are slowly losing our freedom and like a frog in water coming to a boil, and even if we cared, our realization is too late to do anything about it.

Poem content:

I was so so lonely and alone.

Then I found God. I am now never lonely or alone.

It seems that attractive people of either sex tend to make people either excited or uncomfortable...unattractive disgust or uncomfortable.

Remember to also live in each character...not just the main prot!!!!

Attractive female PoV:

Reword this:

I got from men ranged from appreciative smiles to flirting to catcalls that often turned to anger when I didn’t react the way they wanted. It could be nice, until it wasn’t, and it was tricky to see the line until it had been crossed.

Some guys flirted, and it felt sweet and sexy and fun. Others just gave me the creeps. The same behavior from different men could feel very different, which made navigating these encounters tricky. Constant vigilance is exhaustin

I wanted to go about my business without being sized up by entitled men who act as if you’ve been placed on the earth to please them. And that you should be grateful when they deign to notice you.

I wanted the male gaze, and I hated it.

Revise old fairy tales into modern situations and vernacular, use Aladdin and Hans Christian Andersen/Aesop/and Brothers Grimm as potential models.

These stories have to be retold every generation and they have to be told by new storytellers.

“No one knows whether death may not be the greatest of all blessings for a man and yet men fear it as if they knew that it is the greatest of evils.”

~ Socrates, Plato’s Apology

After comtemplating this quote the prot commits suicide.

Extraterrestrials arrive, they do scans and surveys, it appears the inhabitants of the planet are surprisingly human like.

As they get closer and closer, it seems that the atmosphere and the humanoids are remarkably similar to themselves. It seems they could actually live on this planet.

Intrigued, they get closer and closer.

Slowly their scans turn up something very abnormal as they get still closer. Something is way out of whack. It turns out these humanoids are giant creatures… 100 feet tall for every foot of a human

So a six foot man is equivalent 600 feet on this planet

As they get closer, enclosure, their spaceships are basically like bugs to these people.

They aren't even don't even seem to be noticed.

This turns out to be very an intriguing adventure and especially at the end, which is a real turner….

It turns out that the planet they've discovered is Earth.

These space people left Earth a million years ago. An ancient civilization that somehow managed to survive its seed on the planet Earth.

Now, did Earthlings grow giant or did spaceman shrink?

Well, the spaceman shrank due to evolution. Their bodies got smaller and smaller and smaller in order to use less and less energy.

Now, as far as different proportions of sight. The eyes and the physics involved…. I don't know if that could be a deal breaker or not. Just think about that. Probably just ignore it or maybe find a way to deal with it anyway. Keep that in mind.

So synopsis is the space people come to planet, planet turns out to be giant people and the giant people turn out to be their ancient ancestors.

Essay called the ABC’s where I explain the ABC’s of the G Chi and why and how I try to utilize them to live in accordance with my world view.

Ancient humans (or some other race and ither planet than Eart) leave the solar system and because of relativistic time differentials by the time they actually return, which is only 10-20 years in their life. thousands of years have gone by on Earth, or maybe hundreds, do the math. Man on Earth has now extinct due to war or nuclear or comet hitting it something of that nature. But when they return they find out they are the last ones left. Or another alternative, they discover a burned out planet not knowing it is their origin planet and their origin species has now gone extinct and they are the last seed. Very lonely.

A black circle appears, apparently floating, shimmering in thin air. It is the deepest darkest black that I have ever seen. It almost seems like it’s a tunnel. Some kind of portal. Then it vanishes. Am I losing my mind? I quickly survey the room. Everything appears normal. Am I hallucinating? I was so real. I guess I need to get my eyes examined if it happens again.

Plot:

It happens a few more times. Then one time a hand appears and quickly disappears. Prot has phone/cam ready to take a photo/video to document. It appears again and he takes pics and video…but nothing shows up...until the hand comes through again…there is no hole but a human hand appears and disappears. Eventually a head comes through and starts talking…it speaks a foreign language. The head has found/developed a portal that opens on the other side of the earth and physical objects including people can instantly traverse it to appear on the other side of the world. Much adventure can take place. Do governments get involved, privet business, criminal enterprise? The portal cannot be duplicated however it is mobile. Where does it lead to when it is moved? It is always exactly on the other side of the earth and the same height above land (or water as they find out in another adventure test where they exit into the ocean.)

Thin as a rail, hair uncut, somewhat shaggy but wet combed, back erect, however eyes downcast as if ashamed, clothes old and ill-fitting but seemed like he was making himself presentable as possible.

Trying his best to keep his dignity in the barely masking his sense of humiliation as people subconsciously edge away from him and barely hide their uncomfortableness...halfway between disgust and pity.

Something about him tugged at my heartstrings…inducing a sense of compassion from deep in my soul.

In order to understand the following story I would recommend suspending your understanding of linear time.

Man is of the earth. The Earth is our body (which we are abusing) and humanity along with the rest of the animal kingdom, the eyes, the ears, the voice, the consciousness of the Earth being.

Frigid unforgiving nights, heat, snow, drought, storm, all earthly experiences have their correlates in human consciousness. Everything of the earth is part of a single organism/organic system.

Met homeless Jimmy in the church park with a bagged 40 in hand, asked me if I was playing chess (no chessboard in site) and then let me know he was 52, a drug user, believes in Jesus and that the essence of dead people live on and that he was kicked off of chess.com for being too good…all within 60 seconds. He surely wasn’t crankin’.

Metaphors for life

Essays comparing like to a river, a game, to music, etc…

Snap

Dude can’t take people fucking with him anymore and takes out his wrath. See ‘Crossin’ the Line’ WIP.

Gambling den disguised as game room where you win stuffed animals instead of money. Oddly, there is a guy there that collects stuffed animals and will buy them from you.

Groupthink and polarization and dehumanization of opponents bred by tribal systems like police, military, gangs and others makes violence not only easy but justified.

The prot instantly realized he was destined for death or life in prison as the existential necessity of achieving revenge was simply inevitable.

A world where men are kept for breeding and the female race is in charge of everything but a few free males subside in hiding and kidnap females for procreation and the children are raised in this small male domited tribe in contrast with the rest of the world.

Explore and expand this concept in a multi layered way showing how a female-dominant society would approach issues like governance, ethics, and interpersonal dynamic…would it mimic rather current gendered power structures in reverse, be similar or something totally novel?

Short story: Prot swallows a pill sized chunk of gold everyday, filters each poop with a portable filter system he or she developed, recovers the nuggets and repeats the process for life. He found he needs at least three nuggets to always have one ready to swallow each morning. Do not mention the purpose for this, let the reader come up with their own reasons.

Their lives a persistent myth that people in the United States can rise above their inherited lot through dedication and hard work. The reality is that most of us are echoes of our parents, winners and losers of a genetic, economic and even geographic lottery system. Show some examples of this truth in dripping realism.

I have always fascinated by caves. The prot finds a small hidden opening and starts exploring. This unassuming entrance gave no hint of the enormous maze hidden beneath the Earth.

A old and dying hermit studies ancient greek which no one can speak. What is his motivation?

Different people in different locations are being surveilled on video, the first, watching the second etc. with the last watching the first so by the end it’s an endless recursive loop of surveillance feeds nested in surveillance feeds, creating a hall of mirrors effect.

His favorite great-uncle, Marcel Grob, whom he visited every summer in the Alsace region, had fought with the Waffen S.S. — the fanatical Nazi unit known for civilian massacres.

When he learned the truth, Mr. Collin cut his great-uncle off. He didn’t attend Mr. Grob’s funeral, he said, because he thought to himself, “I’m not going to the funeral of a Nazi.”

Later, he received Mr. Grob’s military service record and realized he had made a painful mistake. Mr. Grob, then just 17, had been a forced conscript. Through research, Mr. Collin learned that the families of conscripts who evaded their orders were sent to German labor camps.

“All of a sudden, I said to myself, ‘What would you have done in his place?’” Mr. Collin said.

If I had grown up in India or China or , would I have had a different set of morals? A different sense of humor? Different dreams, hobbies and aspirations? Would I still have been me?

The brain you have right now would be very different if you were born and had grown up in say, Taiwan, even if you have the same DNA.

A combination of nature and nurture is makes us who we are and contributes to our beliefs and our cultures.

Prot saves his worst most hated vile disgusting child torturer rapist evil immoral enemy from certain death and torture, not because or any type of compassion for his enemy, but out of compassion for the potential killer because the prot doesn’t want the killer to live with the blood on his hands, legal and psychological ramifications and karma of murder despite how much it seems deserved…this saving both the victim and the perpetrator.

The jungle breaks you at first. If you rush in, you collapse. It tales months to feel comfortable walking alone. You disappear into the forest in seconds. The key is not to arrive with commands but with listening. To behave like a child. To learn quietly. You have no control.

In the jungle, you’re so small and you control nothing, not the weather, not animals, not disease. You have to believe, not necessarily in God, but in good, that things will be OK. Otherwise you live in constant fear. You have to let go or it will destroy you.

To survive the jungle, there is only one way, to become part of it.

Santa Cruz Man

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