We are Illogical 

The Okanagan- My Home
Today, as I write, ‘We are illogical’, I have arrived in the sunny Okanagan Valley of British Columbia, Canada 🇨🇦. Throughout the fall and winter months you’ll find me feverishly writing science-fiction thrillers and assorted screenplays, such as BLACK ANGELS (ready for release) and short stories, like Android Alisha. But during the months of June, July and August, you’ll find me at my summer home, partaking in outdoor activities within our Canadian oasis, well known by celebrities across North American. In fact, as we speak, there’s a couple of filming crews setting up in Kelowna, BC. This may be the summer home for the rich and famous, but to me, it’s simply where I was raised as a kid. It’s indeed my home. For Canada 150 or your next vacation I highly recommend you take a visit to the sunny Okanagan Valley of British Columbia, Canada 🇨🇦.

Black Angels by Bari Demers
WE ARE ILLOGICAL 

My creative art of writing can be referred to as the ‘Vincent Van Gogh art-impressionist-style’, left with secret hidden messages throughout each paragraph. Writing is an expression from my inner soul, hoping to make a difference to my readers, as they begin to explore the plots and twists behind my stories.

Throughout my life I have questioned our reality.  The how and why of our very existence is indeed intriguing, leading me to believe the possibilities of a higher intelligence far surpassing our own. I like to refer them as our ancestral GODS, who have left behind visible landmarks and scriptural clues. It’s even speculated the GODS of the Heavens may have altered our DNA and evolutionary timeline, making us who were are today. 

With the ways of our human race, it frustrates me to no end, “Why do we react in such an illogical behavioural pattern, causing physical harm to others, over our proposed belief in religion and/or power ?” 

As Mr Spock would say,” “May I say that I have not thoroughly enjoyed serving with humans? I find their illogic and foolish emotions a constant irritant.” 

Writing is my passion and speaks out to our foolish ways, thinking we have complete control over everything. Where, in reality, we are nothing more then a small dot in the evolutionary timeline, waiting to be exterminated by the forces of nature, much more powerful then we could ever comprehend.  

Our historical past is extremely violent, as is our present day. From dictatorship to religious fanatics, its remarkable our human species hasn’t yet been terminated. We are indeed an illogical species, forgetting about the needs of the many and too many of us are self absorbed in the needs of the one. 

We are illogical. 

It’s my hope my grandchildren will one day explore the fruits of our universe while building the foundation of their generation into a more stable civilized society expressing the love for others. If not, it’s just a matter of time our species will become extinct, like our predecessors, the dinosaurs. 

Maybe one day, millions of years in the future, another carbon-based species will find and decipher today’s article, taking heed to the warning signs of our demise. THEM, being an advanced civilization who were nurtured by millions of years of unaltered evolution, they may wonder how these savage human beings ever survived at all. 

OR 

Maybe today, the younger generation will read this article, realizing the fate of mankind, taking steps to eradicate the diseased virus of being self absorbed and begin a brighter future for all of mankind, where freedom is for all, wars no longer exist and the meaning of peace and love is for everyone. It will also mean we must explore other worlds, in order to remove the hardships of Mother Earth, as our footprints continuously places havoc on our planet’s fragile environment. We can be the loving caretakers of earth 🌏 and other M-based planets we visit, realizing our world is a living breathing entity of life, essential to our own well being. We still have a chance to grow into responsibility human beings with the potential to become caring individuals who takes our ‘footprint’ on earth seriously. If not, we may never repair the harm we’ve placed upon on our own beloved planet, we call HOME. And, if so, we don’t have an right to eject our human-virus onto other planets

Kelowna BC by Bari Demers
We are illogical but we can learn to be so much more. Sadly, we have the potential, but never seem to use it for the betterment of mankind. 

By Bari Demersscreenwriter and storyteller 

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May The 4th Be With You

May The 4th Be With You
May The Fourth Be With You – Peace to All 👽   From the intergalactic government of Alien Species – This is an Emergency Update

We, the intergalactic government of Alien Species require your undivided attention. You are NOT alone! Your Sun Star is about to cause havoc on your blue planet.  

You must evacuate immediately – This is not a test!  

We repeat – 

This is not a test – leave immediately!   Your planet is in danger 👽

If you require assistance, our ships will be landing TODAY ONLY ( MAY 4th) in specific regions of your world.  Keep your eyes peeled to the sky.  For directional assistance, please direct your attention to these human earthlings for further updates : 

  • ROMEO of The Swiss State –  Educational Director of the 4th Kind and Special Coordinator for the Alien Intergalactic Government 
  • MARK of The California State – Legal Council for the Alien Intergalactic Government 
  • ABBE  of The Star Wars Pilots Federation and Special Forces Administrative Technical Science Writer 
  • GRAHAM the Star Wars Adviser and Western Alien Coordinator of the Star Trek Division 
  • V JOHANNSEN  – Secret Agent Coordinator for all Intergalactic Species, referred as the V FORCE
  • TIANNDRA – The QUEEN of  SIRUS 5 and Special Administrative Council for the Western World of Alien Species
  • GG  GLADY’S  –  Top Secret Coordinator,  referred to as the GG FORCE Coordinator 
  • ERIKA of The Germaina Divison  and Administration Advisor for the Alien Intergalactic Government 
  • TRISHA – The ENFORCER and Chief Commander and Special Forces of the Combat Ops Officer
  • ROBERTA VILLAVECCHI –  Special Science Director for NASA and the Intergalactic Government. The official Go-Between Adviser and recently the Dirctor of the Heavens Above.
  • ROGER – Regional Art Director for the Alien Intergalactic Government 
  • ROBERTO  and  JIM – the European Director and Coordinator for the Alien Intergalactic Government 
  • ADAM PASS – Director for Intergalactic Photography and Video Feed
  • LOURDES THE GREAT COMMANDER – Executive Director, Environmental & Energy, including Safety Director for the Intergalactic Spacecraft Fleet
  • TESS THE SCIENCE DIRECTOR and Regional Officer for the United States Secret Service and Coordinator for the Alien Intergalactic Government 
  • KERRY – The MARS ELIMINATOR and the Intergalactic Commanding General for Galactic Warfare 
  • ZACK – Engineering Adviser and Coordinator for Architectural Development 
  • DARREL THE NORWEGIAN ADVISER and Special GAMES HUNTER.
  • BRADLEY THE ORGANIZER and Undercover Secret Agent for the Alien Intergalactic Government
  • JULIE THE DISTRICT ADVISOR of the State of  Florida, for the Alien Intergalactic Government 
  • PATTY – The Canadian and UFO Director of the Third Kind 
  • CAMILLA CORONA – SCIENCE DIRECTOR of PLANETARY DISCOVERIES and  Special Science Officer for Little SDO and Foreign Advisor  
  •  OBI-WAN KENOBI –  GENERAL of  the STAR WARS Administration and  JEDI    
  • YODI – the MIND MELT and DIRECTOR OF JEDIS 
  • HAN SOLO – FIGHTER OF THE FEDERATION 
  • LUKE SKYWALKER – The FREEDOM FIGHTER 
  • MARK ZUCKERBERG – Top Adviser for the REAL Intergalactic Alien Facebook Social Media 
  • DARTH VADER – THE CRUSHER 
  • BARI THE GREAT ONE – Alien Coordinator of the Third Kind, Science-Fiction Director and BLACK ANGELS extraordinary 

IF  YOU cannot reach any of the above, contact Twitter handle @jrobbmontana otherwise GOOD LUCK! 
If we inadvertently left someone out please report it to Alien Coordinator of the Third Kind, Bari Demers.  He would be happy to add you to the list ! 

We repeat- 

THIS IS NOT A TEST  –  leave immediately! Your planet is in danger 👽

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This is a broadcast of the Emergency Intergalactic Government of Alien Species 
May the Fourth Be With You and have a good day 
By Bari Demersscreenwriter and storyteller 

PS
– Please NOTE : If you are trying to contact Alien Coordinator Bari Demers – we understand he just slipped out for something he calls his “workout session”. We are clueless to what that actually means. Give him a couple of hours and he will get back to your message
This is the Alien Director of the Intergalactic Division of Alien Species – transmission out ! 


May The Fourth Be With You
– Peace Out ! 

Intervention

WWIII
Leaders had hit an all time low as world war became an imminent threat. Military in China, Russia, United States and North Korea flexed their warfare missiles, like a dominant “Silverback” gorilla protecting his females and offspring. 

The United Nations Security Council gave its last effort towards a good-will attempt to solve this precarious and eminent breakdown in communication. Russia, United States and North Korea stood their ground, defiant of each other. Russia’s selfish goal to protect a Syrian dictator boiled over, as an chemical warfare attack on defenceless children was the last straw to a peaceful resolution.  

Each powerhouse country took necessary steps by moving their warships closer to the eminent threat. The arrogant North Korea leader thought he was the most powerful of them all, only to realize China was watching them a lot closer then thought. It was clear China and United States weren’t going to allow North Korea to cause any collateral damage.  

But Russia was indeed another issue altogether. 

Canada, the United Kingdom, Germany and France supported the United Nations Security Council effort to resolve this increasingly grave situation, hoping President Putin would realize this kind of conflict would end up detrimental to everyone concerned. During the last pitch council meeting, it was reminded a Nuclear War wouldn’t benefit anyone, leaving the complete destruction of earth, as we know it. 

The meeting looked promising when President Putin took the initiative to show up for this crucial meeting-of-the-minds, all in an effort to resolve their differences. In the end, President Putin only wanted respect and welfare for his people. It was a pivotal point to include Putin in as part-of-the-team, inviting him as an alliance to the betterment of mankind. 

The moment was propitious, as their efforts met with seemingly success, until one fateful dark night on August 4th, 2020 ( the eve before, marking the unforgettable time in history when the first atomic bomb was dropped on Hiroshima), something went terribly wrong.  

Along the Mediterranean, in the middle-eastern coastline of Syria, an American attack submarine equipped with nuclear weapons from the Virginia class (SSN-744), was hit by a Russia Kirov-class battlecruiser. Tensions were high as each superpowers exercised their right to territorial control, until the Russia battlecruiser called the American’s bluff, taking action, destroying the Virginia class submarine.  

There was no turning back now – it had reached DEFCON 1. 

All talks seized to exist as declaration of war by the United States on the Soviet Russia Empire was announced on August 5th, 2020. WWIII was enviable. Just adding insult to injury, North Korea launched a nuclear bomb towards Israel but was surprisingly intercepted by Japan. The world as we knew it turned in complete chaos, from protests to vandalism.  

World unrest had reached its limit.

Just when you thought nothing else could possibly go wrong, it happened. What was thought to be an impeding threat from the cycle of our Sun, known as a geomagnetic storm, most commonly referred to as CME ( Corona Mass Ejection), it turned into something more then we could ever imagined. Experiencing a worldwide blackout, scientists shrugged their shoulders, placing blame on the Sun. 

But it was more then that…way more.

Black Angels by Bari Demers
Within seconds, every form of telecommunications seized to exist. It was soon realized this occurrence was something different, very different. For the first time in human history the world stood still, crippled from any kind of action. Satellites began falling out of orbit, while aircrafts across the globe malfunctioned. Manmade hardware literally rained across earth’s atmosphere, including the massive International Space Station. As much as NASA engineers tried everything in their power to keep ISS in orbit, it crashed and burned into the atmosphere, hitting the ocean landscapes below. Lucky for the incredible training and fast action of the astronauts, they quickly aborted the mission. It was unreal ; no explanation of the horrific failures, it just happened. 

All seemed lost; then it happened. 

In our dismay of disbelief, a shadow of darkness filled the horizons of the earth, engulfing any source of natural light. What was it? What could possibly be so big it would fill the earth a hundred thousand times over? We waited, unsure of our fate, desperately trying to focus on the impending dark globe. OMG ! It looked like…yes…no it can’t be, but there it was.  NO GOD!  It can’t be…Jupiter?  

For GOD sakes, it’s scientifically impossible! 

It was surreal but there it was, Jupiter.  If I didn’t see it for myself, I would have never believed it.  Is it really possible, after billions of years, Jupiter’s gravitational pull finally grabbed earth?  Without warning the dark blue sky filled with the most deleterious electrically storm I have ever seen in my lifetime. Awestruck by its force and beauty I was scared, because deep inside I felt the looming danger. Catching us completely off guard (with abrupt force) gigantic thunderbolts rocked the earth in a fiery display of power, knocking us off the ground in one clean swoop. Shaken, I got up to see an image within the thunderbolts themselves. Yes, there THEY were. OMG ! Had the scriptures been right all this time ?  

Revelations 20 : 8 “…he will gather them together for battle–a mighty army, as numberless as sand along the seashore.”

Have the GODS returned?  

Throughout the world, out of the thunderbolts came these giants of men and women, like the Greek mythology of gods and goddesses.  

In the likeness of man THEY came.

Each one spoke with a thunderous voice and said,” WE have come to Intervene. This is your final intervention. Your tribulations of time has come to an end.  All these things we do , All the things we are , All that humanity is, will soon be forgotten, like the sands of time. With the little time humans had on earth, throughout the birth of this wondrous planet WE call EARTH, the Children of the GODS from the HEAVENS have failed. Yes – WE have failed. Our HUMAN creation has failed US all. Maybe WE should have taken more time to nurture your growth and developed YOU into an understanding peaceful species. Maybe then, YOU would have the courage to understand each other, to realize the fate of humanity and how precious YOU really are.”

In unison, THEY paused. 

Their golden eyes stared aimlessly, as each locks of hair snapped the air like lightening bolts, and then their molten lips spoke,”YOU were our last hope as WE heavily relied on our creation to further themselves away from the disease and destruction of POWER, releasing YOU from what WE have been plagued for the past 150 millennium. It was our hope WE were transforming YOU into a new improved species for the betterment of humanity and with us in our eternity.

BUT, WE have failed you as YOU have failed us. 

The GODS of the HEAVENS have made a ruling not in your favour but in respect to the birth of MOTHER EARTH. WE will rid the planet WE called EARTH from the atrocities of what WE call HUMAN BEINGS, to better the Cosmic life of creation. 

YOU were not the only ones in the universes but one of many. WE had hope in our creation. YOU were to become the best of the best, the best of all creations, being an example of them all. But now, this is no longer the case. Like droplets of water lost forever into the depths of the ocean, so will humanity be forever lost and forgotten.  

As the rats scurry to land afraid of water, YOU too will run for safety of the lands, but there will be no place to run, as it is said in the words of the GODS of the HEAVENS,”And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea.”

It is written. 

In the beginning WE had made man. In the beginning WE had destroyed man by the floods above and below. WE made a promise to YOU WE would never flood the earth again. But now, in light of how YOU treat each other, WE have no choice but to bring the ends of the earth today, this hour, this time of forevermore.  

May GOD OF ETERNITY have mercy upon your souls – this is mankind’s final intervention. WE are the BLACK ANGELS – the GODS of the HEAVENS

By Bari Demersscreenwriter 

PS  Happy Easter Sunday!  Read below why I wrote my latest science-fiction story. 

Black Angels by Bari Demers
Meaning and Reasoning

I was so troubled by the recent unforgivable deaths of defensive Syrian children who were gassed by chemical warfare, I had to write my feelings of despair. How is it possible one man can purposely murder his people and children ? 

I pleaded for the Russia government to take note of the poor children purposely murdered and hesitate to help this Syrian dictator anymore. Our children and grandchildren are what we live for, striving towards the betterment of mankind. In the end, we all want the same things, so why can’t we do it on a constructive peaceful way ?  

Why must we all go to war over religion, oil or land ? 

I believe we can be better for our children. I believe and trust our leaders will do their best to protect our children and grandchildren, by giving them a world of peace, a world to live in without fear, a world without famine or bloodshed and a world of freedom. 

In CANADA we are celebrating our 150th year and I’m so proud to be in country that promotes freedom of choice, freedom to care for our children in a safe environment, and to be able to work together as all Canadians, no matter our religion, race, colour or heritage. 

Most importantly we are Canadian first – We are all together working towards the betterment of mankind. 

So, please President Vladimir Putin, I pleaded for a better way to the future of all our children. I plead for your humanity of the human race. I also plead for all the powers of each country to come to a peaceful solution with President Putin. After all, we are human beings. All we have to do is to look inside ourselves and realize we humans are indeed a wonderful species, with the ability to change for the good.  

Let’s do it for our children. Let’s do it for all those children who have died for no reason. Lets do it for the Syrian children, fearing for their lives. Let’s do it in memory of my little Jenni Michelle Demers, who never had the chance to enjoy life, we all take for granted. 

I’m heartbroken – we are human beings – let’s strive for the betterment of humanity. PEACE 

By Bari Demers 

Dreaming Las Vegas

Vegas Reviews by Bari Demers
Today I have to share with you one of my strangest dreams, I like to call : DREAMING LAS VEGAS but before I do, I’ve just heard Don Rickles has passed away at age 90.  Last year I wrote a small article about him HERE.

One thing for sure, in this dream of mine, I’m certainly considered a Vegas Lover, to be dreaming such a bizarre storyline.  It’s a crazy dream, to be sure.  It also means I need to make another visit to Las Vegas.  

So here goes my dream : DREAMING LAS VEGAS

For some strange reason, in my dream, I’m “All By Myself” … as my mind picks up the original song by Eric Carmen

Lyrics

When I was young

I never needed anyone

And makin’ love was just for fun

Those days are gone

Livin’ alone

I think of all the friends I’ve known

But when I dial the telephone

Nobody’s home

All by myself

Don’t want to be, all by myself anymore

All by myself

Don’t want to live, all by myself anymore

Hard to be sure

Some times I feel so insecure

And love so distant and obscure

Remains the cure

(Celine Dion has sung this song many times and one of the times, was during her Las Vegas performance in 2016 after the passing of her husband. An emotionally time for dear Celine.) 

Here’s the video

 

Continue : 

I’m in a long luxurious black limo. The interior is lavishly decorated with all the bells and whistles you can think of. And get this, it even has a hot tub – go figure! I warned you it was a crazy dream 🙄. 

Arriving, my personal female driver kindly opens the door. Right away, as my hand touches hers, I noticing her long graceful soft hands with fashionable fingernails. Her nails were presented with a series of tasteful sparkles and a nice shade of dark pink. I remember the scent of her perfume instantly ; could tell right away it was an expensive Christian No. 1*

The reason is, my mom use to wear this kind of perfume on special occasions.  


Moving on : 

Getting out of the limo I noticed for the first time how beautiful my chauffeur was.  Her stunning green eyes sparkled a glimmering colour of emerald, through the light of the morning desert sun. Underneath the chauffeur style hat, her long brunette hair was tasteful tied into a ponytail.  Her smile was so captivating and innocent, it was if she caught me her web.

I was in love.  

“Mr Watts? Sir?” questioned Chris, ” Is everything alright?”

Snapping out of it, I smiled and said,” No…I mean yes …I mean …Thank you Chris.”  It then dawned on me, my first girlfriend’s name was Christine ( Chris for short ) ; maybe that’s why I was so captivated? 

Chris asked,” Will there be anything else Mr Watts?”  

In my dream, I thought, “That’s strange, she keeps calling me by the name of Watts.  My last name isn’t Watts,” I shrugged my shoulders and decided it really didn’t matter. I handed her a $20 tip and said,” No. Thank you.  Now remember to pick me up in five days. ”

She nodded and said,” Of course Sir, after all, I’m your personal chauffeur.”  

I thought for second, ” This is crazy, I can’t afford a personal driver?What does she mean? I’m not a rich movie star with my own personal entourage? ” Oh well…decided to go with it, shrugging my shoulders. 


Looking up at the lavish Vegas Resort, it features an architectural skyscraper with brilliant greyish-blue glass panels, as far as the eye can see. For some strange reason I have no idea the name of this 5 Star Resort, only that it was the best-of-the-best in Las Vegas. You know, the one celebrities and rich tycoons find favourable because of the luxurious service and expensive taste.

Heading into this upscale Vegas Resort, I was quickly greeted at the door by the GM of the Hotel. I thought, ” Whoa! Talk about service!” He reached out to shake my hand and said,” It a pleasure to see you again Mr Watts. I will personally take you to your room.” 

Again I thought,” My name isn’t Watts?! ” But whatever, I just go with it. 

We head over to the personal VIP elevator with only one button to press, featuring the Presidential Suite.

I’m thinking,” This is crazy, I can’t afford this?!” 

Reaching top floor, the golden doors of the elevator opened with a soft swish (just like the doors on Star Trek – go figure!) The GM showcases the lavish Egyptian-themed room featuring everything you can imagine, fit for any Pharaoh, Queen or King. Awestruck, I slowly walked towards the seven foot glass doors to the grand balcony overlooking the spectacular view of the Vegas Strip. The doors open automatically, peering over (looking way down), I could see the hustle and bustle of tourists, seemingly tiny as scurrying ants. 

You know that feeling when you first arrive in Vegas ? That satisfied feeling of awe and excitement, ready to take on-the-town? That’s how I felt. 

The GM said,” Your entourage will be here soon Mr Watts.”  

I nodded. Walking back in, it was then I noticed someone was putting my cloths away in the drawers from my one and only suitcase, thinking,” Boy my suitcase holds a lot of stuff.” It seemed endless, like a bottomless pit ! 

Then, just like that my dream took on another side.  

For some strange reason my room was filled with other people. I mean, like complete strangers. Like we were in a group of tourists, all doing the same tour. Some were busy emptying their luggage, as another would make a grand entrance by falling heavily on the bed next to mine. Beside my bed I noticed a stocked bar with my very own bartender. 

An attractive women beside me said,” Oh Wow! Aren’t you lucky! Your bed is the most lavish of them all.” 

The minute she said that I got that strange feeling I was indeed in the wrong room. This can’t be right? Not to embarrass myself, I quietly left the room. After all, I didn’t want these strangers to realize I was given a room I couldn’t possibly afford.  

It was then, I was on a mission to find my rightful room.  

Eventually I found the most strangest elevator, looking more of a circular laundry-shoot then an elevator. Trying to open this 18th century styled copper cylinder door, I quickly smelled something burning. You know, that electrical burning smell ? The door seemed stuck and it grind to a halt. Grabbing the door, I muscled my way in, fearing I’d miss my ride down. It’s then I realize there’s others in an adjacent elevator, beside me. As a matter of fact, it’s a series of cylinder elevators, on what seems like a roller coaster ride.  

Yes. That’s it, exactly like a roller coaster ride!

I hear one of the guys talking to his friend,” What the hell?! Why is this guy holding up the ride?” 

Below me I noticed the open grated floor, and underneath was this long endless track for a roller coaster. I was like,” Oh boy! What did I get myself into this time? I can’t stand rollercoaster rides!” Just like that I’m rushed down at supersonic speeds, heading into oblivion, like some Interstellar Spaceship. Suddenly I felt nauseated. Eyes wide open, I began to sweat with complete fear, as my fingers gripped the bars for dear life. 

Suddenly it was all over. 


I had reached the 8th Floor. Feeling light-headed my body staggered out of this peculiar elevator. Relieved to exit this time machine, my whole body felt like a ton-of-bricks. It’s like I just came back from a month aboard the ISS ( International Space Station), with me feeling like jello. 

I couldn’t seem to lift myself, as gravity took over. 

After some time of just laying there, in the middle of this Vegas Resort hallway, I finally managed to get up, edging myself against the wall (like a drunken sailer) trying to find my room. 

There it is ! Room 80000090 – Go figure ! 

I felt my pockets and there it was, a pass key. Sliding it into the door, the mechanic noise you’re so familiar with, opened the door. Staggering into this dark room, the drapes opened automatically.
It was an upgraded Vegas room overlooking a beautiful courtyard featuring an oasis of inviting pools. On one end of the 1200 sq ft room there was a stocked open-bar nestled into the corner. To the west wall was a grand Samsung 110-inch Ultra HDTV TV. In front we’re four leather Theatre lounging chairs. Along the east wall sat a dining room table, with a fully stocked kitchenette. 

Looking into the next room, it featured a huge King-sized bed with a pillow-top mattress, feather down comforter and Egyptian cotton linen. Just to my right, a marble-floor washroom showcased a glass enclosed shower, a modern deep bathtub, double sinks and a make-up side table.

I knew right then and there, I had reached the correct room.

Throwing myself onto the bed, I quickly crashed into a deep sleep. Opening my eyes I then realized it was all but a dream. 

But, oh boy, did it ever seem real! 

As a screenwriter, I just had to share this incredible dream of mine – I hope you enjoyed my crazy dream.  It clear I’m a Vegas Lover, subconsciously thinking of my next trip to wonderful wonderland Las Vegas.  This could possibly be made into a short film, I’m sure.  

By Bari Demers 

PS : Check out my stories and screenplays 

ALSO – planning your trip to Las Vegas ?  Then read my Vegas Reviews and tips

* Christian No. 1 : In case your wondering, Christian No. 1 perfume has the scent of bergamot, lime, mandarin nutmeg, cardamom and thyme. There’s also jasmine, rose, and lily of the valley, while the base smells of sandalwood, cedar wood, vanilla, and vetiver. 

The cost is over $1000 per ounce ! Expensive 

My Art Gallery Promoting Black Angels 

Black Angels by Bari Demers
Welcome to my Art Gallery promoting my screenplay BLACK ANGELS.  I’m a self taught Canadian graphic artist, but do have the traditional Fine Art diploma ’76 from Okanagan College in British Columbia, Canada. 

BLACK ANGELS is a science-fiction horror genre based on the arrival of our ancestors and how it changed mankind forever. 

I’ve always had an interest in anything related to SciFi and/or Horror, from Aliens to 2001: A Space Odyssey.   I could go on about my screenplay, but today I like to introduce you to science-fiction artwork and it’s my hope I will spark your interest to either follow me here on wordpress, Instagram or Twitter

Enjoy 😊 

The Ancient Egyptian Gods 

The Egyptian Gods by Bari Demers
BLACK ANGELS – The Morning Sun hides the Evening Stars – Satan’s shadow rises through the Blackness of Night

Black Angels- screenplay by Bari Demers
Here’s my fan base art poster of the new ALIEN – COVENANT 

Alien Covenant- Fanart by Bari Demers
In my screenplay BLACK ANGELS it’s my theory our ancient ancestors visited Earth by means of some kind of high energy, either through an existing SUN or gas PLANET.  With that in mind I produce the ANCIENT WORMHOLE. 

Ancient Wormhole by Bari Demers
WE HAVE ARRIVED – MARS is related to either us or our ancient ancestors finally arriving on MARS 

We Have Arrived by Bari Demers
NEXT – Here’s THE GODS OD SIRUS referred to where our Ancient Ancestors came from, within the Sirius Cluster in the Alpha Canis Majoris Constellation. 

The GODS of SIRUS by Bari Demers
My next poster BLACK ANGELS gives you a clue when they arrived.

BLACK ANGELS by Bari Demers
And here’s a movie poster teaser of BLACK ANGELS – COMING TO A WORLD NEAR YOU.

Black Angels- Coming to a World near YOU

My last piece is related to my storyline: 

IN this latest graphic art piece I produced, it’s a series of 17 separate steps to get the final result. This doesn’t include the shadows and colour arrangements. 

Look into the background- what do you see ? 

BACKGROUND: I placed the Pyramids within a crimson blue stormy night sky. You can see ancient Egypt’s King Tutankhamen, the Great Pharaoh is released into the sky from his Pyramid Tomb, continuing his journey to the afterworld.  

FOREGROUND / STORYLINE: The Priestesses BLACK ANGEL is the most powerful GOD of them all, unknown to King Tutankhamen, his precarious journey leads to the Darkside, otherwise known as the ‘DarkWorld’, trapped forever between the freedom of the LIGHT and DARKNESS.

BLACK ANGELS by Bari Demers
I hope you enjoy examples of my SCIFI HORROR ARTWORK – join my gallery on INSTAGRAM

by Bari Demers – screenwriter 

The Egyptian Gods leave behind Clues

The Egyptian Gods leave behind Clues

The Egyptian Gods by Bari Demers
All the work and art I produce relates back to my screenplay BLACK ANGELS. Today isn’t any different, as I’m fascinated with ‘The Ancient Egyptian Gods’ and the ‘Discovery of King Tut’ himself. 

The behind-the-scenes of BLACK ANGELS started way back in 1980’s, when I started questioning, “Where did we come from and why are we such a destructive race?” 

The clues were out there. I just had to find them. 

Originally, with an Italian/French background, my youth was brainwashed into the Catholic faith. But, after years of observing this religion, I wasn’t satisfied with its religious doctrines, as my thirst of knowledge was never answered truthfully.  

Therefore I went on a five year journey of discovery, studying religions, from Jehovah’s Witness, Mormons, The Salvation Army, to the Bahá’í Faith.  

Intrigued by the Bahá’í faith, I began studying its origin. 

Its religious beliefs were founded by Bahá’u’lláh in the 19th century Persia. It was in defiance to the radical Islamic doctrines and unfortunately Bahá’u’lláh himself was imprisoned and exiled. Like any contradictory religion of its time, the controlling powers-to-be considered the Bahá’í faith blasphemy and was severely dealt with.  It’s really not any different today with our continuing saga of complete turmoil within this hostel environment we all live in, just because of our differences in todays religions.

Their religious beliefs revolves around the theory that Buddha, Jesus, and Muhammad were divine messengers, including Bahá’u’lláh himself. Most importantly, Bahá’u’lláh was surrounded by the idea of having a peaceful existence for all of humanity, even though to this very day, we still haven’t achieved it. Unfortunately peace into today’s society is such a taboo thought, due to worldly radical (religious) doctrines, exploiting control over their insane beliefs. 

After careful consideration of each religion, they all failed miserably, one by one. All are led to CONTROL and subject to some sort of financial gain. In the end, it was painfully clear to me, all manmade religions are clouded by one form of greed or another. 

It was inevitable. 

THE SEARCH AND OUR ANCESTORS 

After my religious undertaking, I eventually decided to do more research about the Syrians, Persians, Egyptians and Roman historical accounts. The discovery of the Sirian, Persian and Egyptian Gods led me to a more profound answer to our very existence. From there (in about 1995), I started writing a series of screenplay drafts devoted to the theory, mankind was visited by ancient visitors, only referred to as the ‘GODS OF THE HEAVENS’. Even though my screenplay is a science-fiction horror genre called BLACK ANGELS, it’s based on historical accounts of scriptures, including hieroglyphic scripts and biblical prophesy, where’s it’s the understanding mankind was genetically altered prematurely from our relatives, the Denisovans or Denisova hominins, changing us into a smarter race of human beings. 

However, as this is referred to as the smoking-gun to the “missing link”, it’s without deadly consequences. 

Today, humans may be intelligent, but consider the normal evolutionary timeline, we have quickly become a dangerous species, suited more for war then peace, fighting our inner demons along the way. Discouraged by the fate of mankind, I eagerly plowed through the historical timeline of the Egyptian Dynasty, knowingly all to well, they were only representatives, trying their best to duplicate the existence of the GODS, themselves. A good example of this is when I recently discovered my own treasure of historical artifacts through tedious research of the Egyptian Pharaoh, King Tut. With this information I discovered an array of valuable historical artifacts with an amazing story behind the secret Egyptian King, the illusive boy with the golden mask. 

Here’s my discovery – 

King Tut's Chair

DISCOVERY OF KING TUT BY HOWARD CARTER AND ITS EXHIBITION 

The Discovery of King Tut Exhibition came to North American from 1976 – 1979, showcasing Tutankhamun’s tomb in the Valley of the Kings between the tombs of Rameses II and Rameses IV. 

The fascinating historical accounts go like this:  

Incredibly, local robbers entered the tomb twice, but each time failed to find any treasures. However, in 1922, archaeologist Howard Carter found four secret chambers completely intact. For years before the discovery, Carter’s patron, Lord Carnarvon painstakingly inspected every inch in the Valley of the Kings, telling his colleague the Tutankhamun’s tomb had nothing of interest. 
But on November 22, 1922 Carter discovered one chamber, and within this chamber hide two more chambers. Inspecting the last chamber, he noticed a tight corridor leading to yet another chamber. 

As stated by the Canadian Museum of History, “This chamber was heavily guarded by two black sentry-statues, representing the royal ka (soul) and symbolize the hope of rebirth — the qualities of Osiris, who was reborn after he died.” 

Carter’s persistence had finally paid off, finding the fourth and last chamber, exposing the secret burial chamber and unfolding the legendary tomb of King Tutankhamun (the boy behind the golden mask). Within these walls, the room exposed priceless golden treasures, known as the greatest archeological findings of the 20th century. 

For my own personal interest, It would have been remarkable to be able to see these historical treasures in person, but unfortunately, King Tut treasures weren’t available during the 1986 World Exposition in Vancouver, BC, that my wife and I attended. However, what we did see was still pretty cool, featuring “The Great Pharaoh Ramses and His Time during EXPO 86.” 

Even though these impressive artifacts captivated my interest, it just isn’t the same as the real exhibition from 1976 – 1979, where it’s last visit was at the Royal Ontario Museum, Toronto, Ontario. During this time period I was busy raising a family and too broke to even think of visiting Egypt, where the artifacts remain to this very day.

Indeed, King Tutankhamun Eighteenth Dynasty is an amazing timeline in our history.  

IN CONCLUSION

To me, after years of studying various religions, reading and seeing historical artifacts, it became clear everyone, everywhere in history tried their best to imitate the GODS, but all fell short to duplicate our ancestral legacy. You can pretty much tell, their technology and architectural buildings weren’t up to snuff to the true GODS, they wanted so bad to replicate. 

In addition, ever since the missing-link, the peculiar advancement of our human brain (within a short evolutionary timeline) and the ever increasing violence from our savage instincts, it leads me to believe we weren’t alone in the beginning, during the birth of our homo-sapiens existence.  

On top of it all, it’s still a mystery of what happened to our fathering ancestors and exactly why did they leave ? Where did they go ? It has left us humans baffled with speculation, only to search for more answers. It’s possible we might find the truth, as mankind takes on a new adventure, searching beyond the safety of mother earth, heading towards another mystery, MARS.  

Maybe, once we reach Mars, all our questions will be answered. Or, just maybe, my screenplay, BLACK ANGELS already tells the story of our ancient ancestors, only referred to as ‘THE GODS OF THE HEAVENS’. It’s now up to Hollywood to bring us closer to the truth by releasing my screenplay BLACK ANGELS

By Bari Demers – screenwriter 

References

Black Angels Background 

Bahá’í Faith

The Egyptians by Timothy Reid

Exhibitions of artifacts from the tomb of Tutankhamun Tour Egypt 

Canadian Museum of History 

James Montana Scripts 

The Clues to Black Angels 

Black Angels - The Movie
Today I would like to share with you my latest art poster. 

The purpose to my art ?  

To promote my screenplay BLACK ANGELS – a science-fiction horror genre based on the arrival of our Ancestors and how it changed mankind forever.  My first quote, ” The Morning Sun hides behind the evening Stars. Satan’s shadow rises through the Blackness of Night”, is related to a clue inside the storyline of my script.  

Heres another quote,”Pride had cast him down..O to Sacred Earth…a Black Evil has spread across the Lands…O to the horrors of Earth.”

Each quote has a significant meaning behind them. The only way to understand it’s meaning is either seeing the movie or reading my screenplay BLACK ANGELS.   As the movie hasn’t been made yet, I hope my stories and art will spark interest.  To learn more about BLACK ANGELS, head over and see my website and/or click HERE too.

You can also read behind-the-scenes : The Storyline. 

Please enjoy my promotional art piece and pass it along by sharing on Twitter, FB or right here on WordPress.  Follow me here to read more intriguing mysterious science-fiction stories, that just may be related to BLACK ANGELS.  

Each poster is produced by me, a self taught graphic designer and artist. 

As for my writing technique, I like to refer my writing to Vincent Van Gogh, the art impressionist with a hidden message. All my writing hides a message leading to a deeper meaning of the storyline or a link to another mystery.  They are all connected, like a puzzle.  

By Bari Demers screenwriter 

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