The Force is Within You

Went to the theatre during Christmas, watching “The Rise of Skywalker”. The end of this Saga made me reflect on the past 42 years with Star Wars. In the back of my mind I have formed the most incredulous frightening thought of how our lingering life on earth corresponds with the living force within us all, and how it cements the very existence of mankind’s hell-on-earth.

To understand it further, my inner self started screaming at me to write it down. So here I am, writing this bizarre story, that may be the reason we are all here, in the first place.

Please enjoy my story :

THE FORCE IS WITHIN YOU

1358 BC – The Reign of Akhenaten ( formally known as Amenhotep IV )

August 30

It was a hot summer day.

An old man starred intently across the Nile River, patiently waiting for something. He was wearing a white Egyptian robe laced with gold. His long silver hair intertwined gracefully with his tinted beard. You knew by his appearance he was made of Royalty, maybe a Priestess of great status.

In the distance you could see a barrage of Egyptian Solar Ships headed their leisurely way towards him. Closer, it was evident two of the three ships were filled with children. Each ship was protected by an elite group of Egyptian soldiers. The last ship was covered in gold, gems and jewels. The large solar sails were made of best Egyptian cloth stitched with gold lace. The Royal crown of Pharaoh Akhenaten sparkled across the Nile, in the morning sun.

As the ships docked the children impatiently scrambled ashore. Each child respectfully gave the old man a hug. The entrance of the last ship was indeed of Royal status. The Imperial Guards made way for Queen Nefertiti and her entourage of female servants.

It was a time of unrest.

Seventeen days early King Akhenaten changed his name from Amenhotep IV to the great Pharaoh Akhenaten, to honour the one and only Sun god, Aten. Indeed restless turmoil filled the air. The Aten cult didn’t reflect the norm of many gods before, which divided his people.

Nefertiti stepped gracefully ashore poising like any queen would.

The old man bowed and said,” My dear Queen, I am delighted you took the time to relish an old mans request.”

Nefertiti offered her hand. The old man instantly kissed her gold ring with green emeralds. She smiled,”Oh my dear friend Horus, its been too long. It’s my pleasure to see you again. How’s your health ?”

“By the leading light of the sun god Aten, I’m stronger then ever, “ Horus said with dignity. He quickly changes the subject, “Please… follow me my Queen, everything is ready.”

Nefertiti nods,” Yes, lets get on with it, we have an important day for our children. Aten would be pleased.”

Horus leads the entourage to the sacred temple of the “Living Gods”, a grand pyramid made out of marble, outlined with sandstone statues of Nefertiti and the almighty Pharaoh, King Akhenaten. Its interior featured a large room big enough for a thousand people. The slanted walls marked with ancient religious hieroglyphics, each with large stained windows lined perfectly throughout, to allow the light in, but at the same time, kept out the intense heat. If you saw the pyramid in todays world, it would look strange to see these openings missing the tempered glass. It was thought the Egyptians didn’t have windows or mirrors, however the archeologists were wrong to believe this.

The marble floors tinted with emeralds and hints of gold, sparkled everywhere. These are the polished floors where the congregation of priestess and priestesses would sit on comfortably made cushions. The only chair, decked out in solid gold, faced centre with an elaborate Holy Alter behind it. The sacred room was meant only for the elite, but today the children of wealthy Egyptians and Queen Nefertiti’s were allowed in.

This was the first year, a special congregation, just for the children, in order to carry on the holy true “Word” of the one and only god Aten.

It was said :

‘The Word existed in the beginning: the Word was both present with God. Before creation and the Word was God. THEY were present with God in the beginning.’

The teaching to the children was important, to carry on the tradition of where our ancestors came from in the beginning.

Horus and Nefertiti sat in the middle with the children mingling around them, centre of the room. It was a relaxed congregation, allowing the freedom to speak out, if questions were raised, unlike the traditional sacred gathering by the Pharaoh Akhenaten, the King of all kings. However, the elite guards were nearby, full attention glued on the protection of Queen Nefertiti.

In a soft motherly voice, Nefertiti speaks out to the excited children,” My dear children of our one god Aten…”

Immediately, without question, the children stopped whispering from one to another. They knew, when Queen Nerfertiti spoke, all lips must be sealed. In loving respect for their queen, they abide by the unspoken rule.

Nefertiti continues,” It’s my pleasure to have you all here today. Our gracious priestess, Horus has taken his precious time out of his day to be with you. Please…come closer, let us listen to his teachings of the “Word”.

The Queen holds out her hand to Horus. Horus bows his head,” Thank you my dear queen, it’s indeed a pleasure to be here. I’m your humble servant.”

Queen Nefertiti nods.

Horus pauses, looking around him, then, with the biggest grin you can imagine,”My dear children of Aten, I am humbled by your appearance here today. Let us begin in pray.”

Everyone bows their heads.

Horus recites,” My dear Lord God Aten, the one and only God within the heavens above us, I praise you with all my heart and soul. We are here today, to honour your “Word”. The Word existed in the beginning: the Word was both present with God. Before creation and the Word was God. THEY were present with God in the beginning. Lead us onto you, straight and through, May our souls rest within the heavens of the afterlife.”

Horus paused. Deep silence.

Looking up he continues,” Let us begin my children…”

All eyes are glued on the priestess. The children anxiously waited for this day to come. Excitement filled the room. To them, it was like our Christmas day.

Horus continues,”This morning I’m going to tell you a story. A true story, of our ancestors and how our Lord God Aten guided them.”

And so the story began —

Our ancient ancestors are not of this earth, but come far far far away, from a lonely dying planet, you refer to as the heavens above. But, you would all be wrong. The heavens above and the stars you see twinkling in the night are not the same. Our ancestors called the stars above, the central universe of many universes. The lonely planet has a name.

We know it as SIRUS 5.

Sirus 5 lies precarious within the Sirius Cluster of the Alpha Canis Majoris Constellation. It’s a wonder our ancestors planet survived as long as it did, as it lies between two dwarf Suns and one active sun, known as “Sirius C”. If you look into the night sky, you won’t find the star Sirius C, as an explosion took place took place a long long long time ago. This massive universal explosion of a large star is called a “SuperNova”.

Today, you can only see fragments of that failing star.

It’s remarkable Sirus 5 so happen to be teaming with life, considering the harsh desert climate it must endure. Not like earth, water is scarce. Most of its surface was a sandy landscape with small patches of salt lakes, scattered throughout this scourging planet. Incredibly, one ocean snakes across its surface, with its width only a mere 300 kilometres apart. Somehow, an intelligent humanoid life form has merciful survived the harsh planet of SIRUS 5.

THEY were our ancestors, my children.

THEY (our ancestors) were present with our God Aten in the beginning. It was THEY who started our race of people, making us who we are today. Our Pharaoh Akhenaten and Queen Nefertiti are direct descendants of our ancestors and the almighty God Aten.

Horus pauses waiting for the children’s response. Their wide-eyed response spoke out clearly without words. Amazed and bewildered at the same time was an understatement. Horus breaks the silence and said,”Do you have any questions my dear children?”

Nefertiti’s youngest daughter, Meketaten, is first to speak out,” Are you saying God Aten and our ancestors were one ? I’m confused.”

“In a way, that’s true,” said Horus,” Let me explain further. Do you all agree Life and Death are connected and death is inevitable to the living ?”

The children nod.

“Good,”said Horus,” We also know to prepare our dead for the afterlife. However, this is what you don’t know. Between the realms of Live and Death, there’s a force of unspeakable power known as the “Cosmic Force”. Its been said, all the energy from the Living and dead (including our souls) feeds into the Cosmic Force. The Cosmic Force is also in direct connection with Black Energy. Black Energy is the Dark Force. As there’s good and evil on earth, so is there in the Cosmos. The Cosmic Force too, connects with the souls that have left their physical bodies.

However, did you know, there are a few living souls, where the force is strongest with them. THEY posse the gift.

It’s been written :

Thou energy from the Living Force, ATEN.

From ATEN, all things that have ever lived are the FORCE.

ATEN feeds into the Cosmic Force, binding everything and communicating to the strong few, now with the Force.

WE must use the Force for good and stay fast from Evil.

To us, WE are gifted by Aten, the ONE and only FORCE.

WE are now with THEY whom are with the WORD.

The Word ATEN existed in the beginning: the Word was both present with God.

GOD is ATEN, Our saviour in the living and afterlife.

Before creation the Word was God.

THEY were present with God in the beginning.

Thou art THEY who have the power with ATEN, with the grace of GOD ATEN, THEY are.

Our ancestors also taught us we’re all connected to the countless universes throughout time and space. As one universe dies, another is born through the force of what are called ‘Blackholes’, sucking up the energy of planets, galaxies and even Light itself, becoming victims of there own demise.”

Another child speaks out,”Black Hole ?”

“Yes my child,” said Horus,” Think of the eddies in the River Nile. Swirling waters that can suck you to the bottom of the river. We all know not to swim by the swift current of the River, not to mention the crocodiles patiently waiting for the unsuspecting victim. From birth, you’ve been taught to stay away from the rivers edge and the swirling waters, known as ‘eddies’. The forces of the swirling river will indeed drown even the strongest swimmer. Think of eddies as Blackholes. The only difference is, Blackholes are massive forces of nature, sucking up stars and planets. Even light can not escape its cosmic force.”

Horus looks at his students. He takes a minute to let it all sink in, then continues,” In the scriptures, it is written by our ancestors :

‘As the One is connected to the [Cosmic] Force, so are THEY. THEY and the ONE are together, as one, since the beginning of time. All the energy above and below are connected. WE are ONE of many. ‘

The children are becoming impatient, fidgeting and whispering amongst them. Horus stops and says,” That’s enough teaching for this morning, my children. It’s high noon and time to eat. Please…go ! We’ll continue afterwards. “

All the children race off with a burst of energy. To them, it’s play time.

Nefertiti looks concerned, “ Horus, my dear friend. Do you think they understand? Or is it too much for their little minds?”

“My dear Queen, the children are smarter then you think,” said Horus,” They will absorb it all and take it with them in life. Some may be confused now, but after several teachings, even the slow will pick it up. Wait. You’ll see. This afternoon I’ll introduce them to our priestesses Meritaten, your eldest daughter. She will amuse them all with the Force”.

Nefertiti smiles,”Oh Yes ! I’m sure of it ! Won’t our children be surprised.”

“Indeed,” Horus said,” Indeed they will my dear Queen.”

In the heat of the day, the children are protected by the interior of the sacred pyramid. They all gather around Nefertiti who is now sitting in the Pharaoh’s golden chair. Horus is at her side, as are the Imperial Guards.

“My children, “Nefertiti said,”This afternoon Horus and I have a special treat for you. Now, I’m not talking about sweets. No. I’m talking about entertainment, just for you. Let me introduce you to my eldest daughter Meritaten – the sacred one loved by Aten. Meritaten has just finished her training and is now a priestesses adored by Aten.”

The children cheer !

Nefertiti summons her daughter with the sacred staff. Hitting the floor twice, Meritaten enters the room. She is wearing high laced leather boots, a see-through light Egyptian robe (without any restrictions)

gathered by a thin leather belt. Her leggings are close to capri pants women wear today. On her head she’s wearing a light Egyptian gold-plated helmet itched with scriptures on the sides, covering her ears. To protect her, she’s wearing a breast plate of thin gold, lined with jewels. The armour is indeed impressive and stylish – fit for any priestesses. Meritaten is a young tall woman in her twenties, thin but strong. It was common, Meritaten and her mother Nefertiti were mistaken for each other. Neatly tucked into her helmet, you could barely see her jet-black braided hair. Her eyes were the same colour as her moms, emerald-green. They were sure to captivate you, by luring you into her spell.

Meritaten kneels and bows to the Queen.

“I am here at your request, my Queen Mother of Egypt. May the force and glory of Aten be at your side,” said Meritaten.

“I’m delighted you have come to show our children what you have learned. Please begin,” said Nefertiti, as she motions one of her guards to be her apponenant.

Excitement feels the air.

The guard pulls out his razor-sharp sword, lunging at Meritaten with all his might. Meritaten sidesteps before the sword could cut her in half. He whirls around with another swipe, missing his opponent. Meritaten kicks him in the back, making him tumble to the floor.

In rage, he rushes Meritaten.

It’s as if everything is in slow motion, the guard charging, as Meritaten puts out her hand. A blast of unseeable energy throws the soldier back the distance of the room, tumbling head over heels across the floor.

The children gasp!

To see the FORCE in action was indeed exhilarating. It all seem like magic.

Nefertiti slams the sacred staff down. It is finished. Both opponents face the Queen and bow. Meritaten removes her helmet, leaning it on her hips.

“What a wonderful display using the force,” exclaims Nefertiti. She gets off the Royal chair and gives her daughter a warm hug, “ I’m so proud of what you’ve accomplished,” as she looks into her eyes. A mother couldn’t be any prouder.

The children once again cheer.

“That my children is a demonstration using the power of the force,” said the Queen,” It’s time to once again follow Horus to the centre of the room, so he may teach you further. Please go !”

The children scrambled away, like hungry hyena‘s, ready to pounce on their prey.

“This afternoon I’m going to teach you more of the sacred scriptures and how our ancestors were here before we were even conceived,” said Horus,” Please sit.”

As told, they quickly sat down, waiting eagerly for the priestess message.

“Good,”smiled Horus,”I’m so happy you complied. Let’s begin.”

And once again, the story continued —

“ A long long long time ago, our ancestors came to earth with Lord God Aten.

THEY and the WORD saw the earth teaming with life.

And God saw that it was good.

Then God said,” Let us make mankind in our image,

In our likeness, he and THEY made them;

Male and female he created us.

From the animal of Apeman THEY transformed us into THEM.

THEM, THEY and God ATEN were now in the same image.

God blessed THEM and said to THEM, “ Be fruitful and increase

in numbers ; fill the earth and subdue it.

“We children are them,” Horus said,” WE are the new creation.

We are human beings. Any questions?”

One child speaks out,” What were we before?”

“Good question my child,” Horus smiles,” Aten transformed us

from Apeman to human beings with the help of our ancestors.

Our ancestors, like Queen Nefertiti, are superior beings to us.

They are an advanced intelligent civilization, which simply

means they’re generations ahead of us. Here’s a new word for you

to ponder over,”genetically-advanced”. With time, human beings

[us; them] will slowly advance too. In the meantime, listen to

our scriptures :

Thou appearest beautifully on the horizon of heaven,

Thou living Aton, the beginning of life!

When thou art rise on the eastern horizon,

Thou has filled every land with they beauty….

Thy rays encompass the lands to the limit of all that thou hast made….

When thou settest in the western horizon,

The land is in darkness in the manner of death…

At daybreak, when thou arisest on the horizon,

When thou shinest as the Aton by day,

Thou drivest away the darkness…

“Any more questions my children?” Horus looks around at the curious eyes. He noticed one puzzled,” You!”

The shy child within the circle pops up surprised,” Me?”

“Yes you, my child,” said Horus,”What’s your name?”

“Your highness,” the child said,”My parents call me Neferneferuaten. It means ‘Beauty of the Beauties of the Aten.”

“Yes, of course it does, Horus said,”You look puzzled. Do you have a question?”

“Ah…I think so,” Neferneferuaten says,” May I ask how we are part of the force ?”

“Of course you can Neferneferuaten,” Horus said,” Our soul, our heart, our living energy inside is part of the force. We are only a small part of energy throughout the vast countless universes. When we die, we all join the force as one. However, there are a few living souls that are gifted with the force while living amongst us. THEY are with ATEN. Your mother, Queen Nefertiti is a direct descendant of THEY, our ancestors. That means, you may obtain the force and not realize it yet. THEY can speak directly to ATEN. “

“Can you speak to Aten ?” said Neferneferuaten.

“I pray to Aten my dear child,” Horus smiles,”I don’t have the living force in me, but your mother, Queen Nefertiti does. I can only talk directly to our God Aten, when your mother or King Akhenaten is present. Maybe one day, you will be able to connect to the force. It will be then, you too will be able to speak directly to Aten. I’m just a messenger. I translate Aten’s wishes to our people. Only the holy have this privilege. It takes years of training and prayer to become a priestess. “

Horus pauses, “ Do you understand what I’m saying my child ?”

Neferneferuaten nods,” I think so…”

“Good,” Horus says,” Good. Ok children. There’s one last thing I must teach you today. There’s bad and good in our world. Then there’s evil. Evil is the darkness. The dark side. It’s the dark energy I was talking about. It’s up to us not to be swayed by evil and do good. Be good and wish no harm upon others. Treat every living thing with respect and always pray to our God Aten. You may not hear him, but he can hear you. If you’re the chosen one, he may let you hear him. He’s always watching, so be good onto others, as you want others to be good to you. Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you. “

Nefertiti stands up,”Let’s give Horus a warm thank you. Head to the ships, I will be with you shortly.”

The children one by one give Horus a hug and then race off.

“Should’ve we told them why we’re here in the first place? “ Nefertiti folds her arms.

Horus bows to the queen,” With due respect my Queen, we don’t want to scare them. When they’re older, I believe they’ll understand. After all, if they knew our souls were placed here on earth because their souls were rejected within the cosmic force, due to past lives, I’m sure they would become bewildered and sadness would fill their hearts. If they realized this is living-hell-on-earth, they would feel empty with despair. This is why we must slowly teach them the Word. Only with the Word, can they enter through the afterlife free of conscious, towards the centre of cosmic force. We know that we are of God, and that the whole world lies in the power of evil. We are here to start over again until we get it right. How many times, I don’t know. Unfortunately there’s isn’t anything fair upon the living. We are tested to achieve a better self worth of our living souls.

Nefertiti nods,”Maybe in time, some will get it right, while others still may be under the spell of evil. I hope for their souls ; they will become closer to the living force of good and abstain from evil.”

“ Yes my dear Queen,” Horus agrees,” That’s why you and our ancestors are here. To monitor our progress. Some of us may not make it. Millions of us may die here on earth, only to be reborn again, and again, and again. If evil sweeps the universe, that universe will be destroyed, so a new one may once again start. It’s a cycle of birth and rebirth ; life and death. We can only pray our souls will grow into Nirvana :

A state in which our mind and soul are enlightened as to the illusory nature of the self, transcends all suffering and attains PEACE.

It may be hell-on-earth right now, but there’s hope. Hope for the betterment of mankind. Betterment of our souls. “

“The Force is Within You”

THE END – 3932 words

By Bari Demers – I hope you enjoyed my latest story. In all, it took me 5 days of 4 hr days to complete it. Writing takes so much energy. Each story I write has a hidden message and sometimes refers to another story. I’m not the religious type, but I feel we do have a soul and that soul has an energy of good and evil. We must find the good in us before we destroy ourselves. We must find NIRVANA – our soul must be at PEACE with its self, in order to continue in the cosmic order of things. You may call it GOD, I call it ENERGY.

Peace out ✌️ Total word count : 4020

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Theological Research

Black Angels

Before reading “Theological Research” please begin with my “Journey” to understand the essence of where I’m leading you to…

Phase Two – Theological Research

In order to understand, “Where we came from ?”, it’s essential to ponder into the Theological Research of mankind. Why is it, man-made religions has such a foothold on us ? What makes us so vulnerable to an imaginary God in the sky ? Is it because we’re a selfish species, where we can’t come to terms with our inevitable death?

I rely on science, to the point where the lines become murky, flowing into the mysterious “grey area”.

Heading into the ambiguous region is where the heart of science-fiction takes over. My screenplay “Black Angels”, may or may not be science-fiction. What was science-fiction, isn’t science-fiction today, as science has grown into a better understanding of ourselves and the universe around us. Black Angels is my collection of countless years of research on man-made religions, scriptural scrolls, Egyptian hieroglyphs, Sumerian writings and ancient archeological discoveries throughout our planet.  My search for the truth was nine long years not including the seven years of rewrites.  

The first part of my research, lead me to investigate the “missing-link” of our ancestors and God fearing religions. It was essential to ask these questions:

  • Who made us and why?  
  • Is the bible really the “word” of God?  
  • Why does mankind rely on faith alone?  
  • And if there is a God, why would he allow innocent children to die?  
  • Free Will is always the answer, but isn’t that just an easy out?   

Unfortunately religion has plagued our world from the very beginning, killing all in the name of GOD.  Years of studying various religions throughout our world, it was evident.  Religion was man-made in order to control the masses, using its power and wealth to rule above others. However, do I believe in God ?  

The answer is “Yes”, but not the way you may believe in your God.

Professor Steven Hawking elegantly phrases it this way,” … While there’s life, there is hope.  I am not religious in the normal sense. I believe the universe is governed by the laws of science. The laws may have been decreed by God, but God does not intervene to break the laws.”

I agree.

I too am not religious to society’s norm.  God is an important equation, but my “God” existence is likely not how most religious people think of as their God.  God to me, is a spiritual organized existence, where an essence of our souls will follow into the centre of its realm, unconscious to what is next.

But wait.

I’m not talking about us as individuals flowing around the cosmos like spiritual ghosts.  Nothing like that at all. I believe once our biological human-shell dies, it turns to dust,(unless, of course, it’s well preserved).  Generally speaking, there’s a small part of us, referred to as a soul. It may be, it’s our souls that regenerate into a new life. This means, something beyond our understanding governs the motion of life and death.  

With death there’s always life – somewhere.

Throughout history, countless prophets claim they were the “human existence” of God, I believe each tried to convince their people that everyone is capable of being a part of God.  In a way, its true.  For every religion there’s a prophet, leading the way to a better spiritual self, respecting others without greed or selfishness.  If we didn’t live in fear and took the time to think of others, our world could live in harmony.  

Famous prophets of yesterday and today all have the same message. But, mankind always seem to turn it around into something evil, benefiting their own cause. If Jesus saw what was happening today, he would be distraught.  Jesus said to his people, Ephesians 2:18 “…for through Him we both have our access in one Spirit to the Father.”

Jesus is indeed speaking the truth. 

Through God, our souls have access to the Spirit of God. Jesus is simply stating, “Every man, woman and child has full access to the spiritual realm of existence.”  Through Jesus himself, was a simpler way to explain to his people, salvation through him was better than the rulers of Rome.  Of course, the Jewish priests were outraged by Jesus act.  In those times, it’s blasphemy to announce you are the Son of God.  

It didn’t turn out well for Jesus.  

As far as the Jewish aristocrats were concerned, Jesus was a man, just another prophet of that era in time.  Unfortunate for Jesus, they felt he went too far and should be punished, using the Romans to carry out their dirty work.  

Did he preform all the miracles as said?  

I’m unconvinced.  Even today, people exaggerate for personal gain, either to save their own skin or from being such a loyal follower.  Followers will over-exaggerate placing their prophet as a “Holy Devine Sign to Salvation”.  Jesus was one of the most convincing prophets during the Roman era. But some scholars believe, “…Roman aristocrats used Jesus to control the poor.”   In fact, it’s been said, the Romans convinced Jesus to act as a “Saviour” of his people.  It was actually,”…a sophisticated government propaganda exercise used to pacify the subjects of the Roman Empire.” But things went terribly wrong when Jesus started to believe in his part.  It was just a matter of time before they had to get rid of Jesus.  Never did they realize, Jesus became a martyr, a symbolism of Christianity and freedom.  

If it wasn’t for Roman Emperor, Constantine the Great, who wanted Christianity for his own selfish gain, this form of religion would have become just another cult of its time.  But, “…In 313, Constantine and Licinius issued the Edict of Milan decriminalizing Christian” leading the way to one of the most powerful religions of its day, right up to the very present. If you go back in history, how many prophets of God have there been?  You would be surprise to know, there were 124,000 prophets, not including the last 100 years. 

That’s a lot of prophets, wouldn’t you say? 

As always, mankind uses another for something in return.  We are unbelievably a selfish arrogant race.  Will we ever free ourselves from the grip of man-made religion? 

It all depends on our destiny.

Bari Demers – screenwriter and storyteller

Our Human Entanglement

Our Human Entanglement

INTRODUCTION

Anyone who knows me understands how I love writing science-fiction stories ; as well I’m recently in competition to have the opportunity to be ( if you will ) ‘under the wing’ of producer, actor and director, Ron Howard, through Imagine Impact. It’s my hope to better understand the filming aspect of Hollywood.

I know, I know, it’s like winning a lottery – BUT you can’t win if you don’t DO. As Yoda quoted “ Do or Do Not. There is No Try.”

OUR HUMAN ENTANGLEMENT

Anyhow – I’m also grateful for my family and those who make an effort to be my friend. It means a lot to me and helps me grow into a better person. Writing science-fiction helps me release my inner self, searching for either a better future or ( if we continue along the path we’re all on ) the consequences of our actions.

Recently I’m intrigued with Better Call Saul ( a spinoff from TVSeries Breaking Bad ). Patricia and I are totally captivated by its unique artistic plots. Each time I watch ‘Better Call Saul’ I’m reading the credits. One of the credits that sticks out the most is Executive Producer Mark Johnson. I’m all about similarities or coincidences, meaning somehow or someway, we’re all connected. You could say we meet for a reason OR , another way to express it, ( in the science community) “Quantum Entanglement”.

Therefore, when I see Executive Producer Mark Johnson, I immediately think of my FB friend, Mark Johnson, lawyer and CEO of Visual Law. As quoted, “ Mark Johnson – Principal and chief creative officer of Visual Law Group, a litigation communications and forensic animation firm headquartered in Silicon Valley.”

Incredible, Mark is also into making films, founding partner in Fat Monster Films, a film production company located in Los Angeles.

I realize the Mark Johnson of ‘Breaking Bad’ and ‘Better Call Saul’ isn’t the same Mark Johnson friend, but I believe it’s some kind of entanglement of our universe, leading us along a path together.

Call me crazy (if you like) but I love thinking, there’s a reason we are engaged with others, no matter the distance. As a science-fiction buff, it’s frightening clear how our lives are intertwined.

SO – on my Twitter post I said this :

1/ 11 We all know Executive Producer Mark Johnson of AMC Breaking Bad and spin off, Better Call Saul, BUT did you know he produced #Rainman under partnership with Levinson ? #Filmmaking

2/11 With the collaboration of Mark Johnson and #Canadian producer Michelle Maxwell MacLaren of Vancouver (XFiles and Game of Thrones) Vince Gilligan created breaking bad.

3/11 #BreakingBad #Directors started off w/ Vince Gilligan, but had many others, such as Michelle MacLaren, herself and famous actor Bryan Cranston (aka Walter White)

4/ 11 Then came the spin off of #BetterCallSaul ( now starting it’s 4th Season) AMC has hit it on the mark w/ #BreakingBad and BetterCallSaul – both #TVSeries are extremely entertaining w/ the most professional team in show business.

5/11 I have become so involved w/ watching #BreakingBad and #BetterCallSaul , watching each series several times for enjoyment. Each portraits great detail, ingeniously hiding a “MacGuffin” ( term, popularized by film director #AlfredHitchcock ) aka #PlotCoupons

6/11 #BreakingBad and #BetterCallSaul are both excellent TVSeries to learn the craft of #Filmmaking to #Screenwriting . And, to make it even more interesting…

7/ 11 #BetterCallSaul showcases outstanding #actors @MJMcKean @mrbobodenkirk @rheaseehorn @PatrickFabian, each playing lawyers. Interesting…

8/ 11 I personally know a real lawyer ( Yes, you guessed it) Mark Johnson, w/ a team in San Jose, California who specializes in 3D Scanning & Photogrammetry for litigation. You can see Visual Law Group for yourself.

9/ 11 What makes this name similarity so incredible, my friend Mark Johnson is also involved in #makingfilms partnering in Fat Monster Films, a film production company located in Los Angeles. (www.fatmonsterfilms.com) I know, it’s just a coincidence, but hey ! I’m always intrigued w/ how we are somehow connected to this universe of ours.

10/11 Mark and I have a connection, each of us never wanted. We both loss a child. He loss his son David and me, I loss my daughter Jenni. It’s a group you never want to be apart of – parents loosing a child.

11/ 11 So, #wrapitup When I see Executive Producer Mark Johnson on the credits of #BetterCallSaul it makes me think how we’re either connected by similarities or maybe it’s Quantum Entanglement 😎 👽 #TwlightZone #science or #scifi Cant wait to see Season 4 #BetterCallSaul

In conclusion I would be grateful if you would indulge with me in this crazy world we live in. I’m truly grateful for all my connections here on FB , Twitter, Instagram and WordPress. It’s an unforgiving world we live in. Our journey is indeed a struggle, but I hope we can make a better world by sticking together, encouraging each other in success and unexpected tribulations. Whatever you’re going through, I hope you understand, we’re all together, fighting for the same things.

All that I ask is that WE are good to each other.

Thank you,

Bari Demers

Welcome to My Imagination

Welcome to my imagination by Bari Demers

It seems in the past weeks I’ve been quiet on WordPress, when in fact I’m busy as ever, writing on a daily basis. Like any other writer, my mind doesn’t stop thinking or imagining new stories.

However, there are times I’ll use other platforms to engage new audiences, like writing about recent world events along with social media interests. I have four science-fiction websites : James Montana Scripts, Genesis, Sci-fi Blog and Futurism. Each one engages SciFi fans, falling deeper into the rabbit hole.

On social media, I use my writing skills on a completely different platform, gearing my love for Las Vegas. It’s an inside look, (using Facebook Pages) showcasing viewers into the mainstream of Las Vegas, with its lifestyle and vacationing opportunities. My site is called Vegas Reviews, ready to share our fun experiences with other Vegas Lovers, writing tips and giving real resort reviews on my website. My experience goes as far back as the 1980’s, with Las Vegas constantly changing on a weekly basis.

It’s a madhouse to keep up, but still can do it.

To complicate things, I’m an artist too, using Instagram as centre stage. Business wise, I keep to LinkedIn and Twitter, just in case a producer wants to get a hold of me, in regards to my screenplays.

Like any other artist, my mind is racing with new ideas ; not enough hours in the day to attend to the whole package.

My style of writing is far stranger then most, with some referring to me as the ‘Vincent Van Gough of writers’, due to my hidden keys of secret messages, lying deep within each storyline. As you read my stories , it’s my hope I’ve lead you onto a quest of finding the secret keys to opening the doors of treasures, like a pirate hunting for gold.

I’m indeed a storyteller, competing within a sea of writers, but hopefully you’ve caught the biggest fish story of them all…my imagination.

So you see, like all artists, we’re all in a barrel of pickles, trying our best to get picked as the juiciest pickle of them all, fighting the rivers current of creative writers, across the globe. It’s a daunting task to even think of making it to the VIP list, like J. K. Rowling or Stephen King. Therefore, I prioritize and concentrate specifically on my dreams and vivid science-fiction imagination, writing up a storm of ideas and fun storylines. IF by chance, my imagination captures your interest, I’m delighted and honoured you’ve taken a few minutes out of your busy day, to read my stories. I truly appreciate it!

With that said, I don’t write to impress the wizards. Instead, I write because it’s what I love to do, pressing your imagination with magical unicorns, zombies, robots and angels from the cosmic universes and the dream world of my imagination.

By Bari Demers – screenwriter

I HAVE A VISION

I have a vision…

WHERE DID OUR ALIEN ANCESTORS GO?

What happened to them?

I believe I have the answer… my science fiction story BLACK ANGELS expresses the question mankind has asked since the beginning of time.

WHERE DID WE COME FROM – THE SYNOPSIS

In this answer my story follows a drug addicted war hero seeking revenge for his brothers death, willing to risk his crew in a mining expedition on planet AIPHA XL 420 ( known to us as EARTH). It’s essential they find a priceless RED CRYSTAL in order to save their species from a deadly virus.

KING OSIRIS ORDERS

MISSION : By order of King Osiris, his elite team, the ROYAL EMPEROR GUARDS are sent to a newly discovered planet, ALPHA XL 420 (known to us as EARTH) to mine a life saving drug known as the illusive RED CRYSTAL. It’s vital they find it, mine it and ship it back before a deadly virus wipes out their species.

THE EXPEDITION

Led by war hero Commander Cardin, along with eight military specialist and two A.I. androids, their mission is clear. Don’t come home until you find the most valuable crystal in the universe – RED CRYSTAL.

Adding to the dangerous mission, it’s been reported, their long time rivals, the JOTUNNS were recently spotted in the same solar system.

Commander Cardin will stop at nothing to honour his brothers death during the longest war in SIRIANS history – RED STORM.

REVENGE IS AS SWEET AS MILK AND HONEY

Destroying a colony of JOTUNNS would allow his brothers soul to be released on his journey into the afterlife, following the all mighty GOD ATUM.

Unknown to the crew, a creature, only spoke in folklore as BLACK ANGELS, possess planet ALPHA XL 420, spreading its evil darkness upon the earth.

PRIDE HAD CAST HIM DOWN…

O TO SACRED EARTH

A BLACK EVIL HAS SPREAD ACROSS THE LANDS…

O TO THE HORRORS OF EARTH

The fate of the SIRIANS – it’s inevitable.

Priestesses ISIS,THE GODS of SIRIUS, must protect her people at all costs.

Will the crew be able to save their species ?

I have a vision and this vision has already been written into earths history, long before mankind had a foothold on earth.

Let me tell you the story of BLACK ANGELS – our Alien Ancestors.

By Bari Demers – screenwriter

Our Nagging Brain

[ Poster Credit : Bari Demers – self taught graphic designer ]

WE humans are indeed a diverse species with millions of years of evolution, developing in who we are today. It may be our evolutionary timeline was drastically altered by our ancient ancestors, but overall WE have survived.

Interesting, our biological brain, still clouded with its mysterious beginnings, dictates our consciousness to do what we do. It’s the master of our biological body, controlling us everyday living on EARTH.

Only our brain knows our darkest secrets.

It feeds us with intel and safe guards, keeping our ‘Spiritual Being’ free from harm. That IS, only if, we listen to our inner thoughts. Somehow we have the option to reject our basic animalistic warnings, injecting ourselves to bodily harm. Complex our brain is, it too can be subject to all kinds of circuitry malfunction, from a birth defect to severe accidents. If our brain is healthy, firing up all its circuits, its amazing what WE humans can achieve.

Believing who we are can be complicated.

It’s clear our brain and consciousness are constantly fighting, trying to prove our very existence. The creation of man-made religion is clear of that, giving evidence to the battle inside of us all. Each tribe of human beings demanding our ‘religion’ is the right one. It has plagued us throughout our history, resorting mankind to its darkest moments of shame and incogitable terror.

Our consciousness (controlled by our brain) believe we have a soul. The brain tries to calculate why we exist. Who are we? Where do we come from ? Those two basic questions have divided mankind from the very beginning of existence.

To add insult to injury, our brain may think it’s all so powerful, becoming the savage dictators in our historical past and present, tormenting fellow human beings ; subjects to their rule.

On an individual basis, we are constantly fighting ourselves.

For example, I’ll give two different comical dialogues – my BRAIN talking to my ME.

FIRST DIALOGUE OF INNER THOUGHTS:

BRAIN : How do you feel ?

ME ( Consciousness) : Who me?

BRAIN : Yes you ! Who else am I talking to?

ME : Why does it matter ?

BRAIN : I need to know you are OK. Are you happy?

ME : Am I happy. No…I don’t think so. Most writers aren’t…

BRAIN : Why aren’t you happy ? What could make you a happy person?

ME : Finding my soul mate would help. Being financially secure would be another one. It would be nice if someone bought my screenplay BLACK ANGELS for $200,000. Then I could be financially secure.

BRAIN : You’re a dreamer!

ME : I know.

BRAIN : What do you believe would make that prefect soul mate ?

ME : Another female human being who has the same interests as me. Who backs me up, sharing identical views.

BRAIN : You realize I’m laughing inside…right? There’s no such thing as that prefect soul mate. It doesn’t exist. It doesn’t exist because human beings are constantly changing, growing from what they were in the beginning. Stop dreaming and be realistic !

ME : Wait a minute ! That’s what I do. I’m a dreamer and a lover of life. That IS why I write. My interest in ‘Space Exploration’ and defining WHO we are, explores my inner thoughts into words. That IS ME.

BRAIN : Me…me…me. It’s NOT all about YOU. You must of heard these words before,” A King has his reign, and then he dies. It’s inevitable.”

ME : I’m not a King !

BRAIN : No. But you ARE just another human being, trying to make his mark in life before you die, It’s inevitable. “ In this world, nothing is certain, except death and taxes.” Time is always against you.

ME : OK then! Thank you Brain for making my life seem so promising.

BRAIN : No problem!

ME : You realize I’m being sarcastic…right?

BRAIN : Of course I do ! After all I control your inner thoughts.

SECOND DIALOGUE OF INNER THOUGHTS:

BRAIN : Hello ?

ME: NOTHING. ZZZZZZZZ….

BRAIN : Hello?! Good Morning! Up and Atom.

ME : What ? What do you want?

BRAIN: It’s time to exercise that brain of yours. Come on …

ME : Yeah …yeah…do I have to ?

BRAIN : You must! I need me in top shape. So…let’s move those muscles. Get-up and begin your workout program. Up Up Up ! Besides, the rest of us had a talk.

ME: What ?! Who? What do you mean? Your such a crazy Brain.

BRAIN : I’ve just had a meeting with your heart, lungs and liver. They want me to be the spokesman. Actually, I’m the Leader of the Pack. Well…just between you and me, I’m much smarter than they will ever be.

ME: It sounds like a conspiracy to me. What did you all talk about?

BRAIN: The heart, lungs and liver say,” You’re doing a great job, but you must keep going. It’s essential to your health.”

ME: OK. But I don’t feel like it.

BRAIN: Too bad. Cry me a River! Let’s get out of bed and out that door.

ME : Ok ! Ok …fine! You’re such a nag sometimes.

CONCLUSION

In conclusion our brain dictates who we are. But is it our consciousness ? Do we have a soul ? Is there more then our physical existence? I choose to believe there is more…a lot more. And I’m NOT talking about man-made religion or the singular GOD in the sky.

No. I’m talking about SPIRITUALITY – OUR DESTINY.

Thank you nagging brain.

Bari Demers – screenwriter

JAMES MONTANA SCRIPTS