This Is What I Think.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

Not just any woman. Yes, "And." NOT 'because.'




JOURNAL ARCHIVE: From: Kerry Burgess

To: Kerry Burgess

Sent: Mon, June 12, 2006 1:23:57 PM

Subject: Re: Journal June 12, 2006

Kerry Burgess wrote:


Early this morning, I suffered through about the first half-hour of Fast Times At Ridgemont High until I got bored and changed it.


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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Journal June 12, 2006, Supplemental

There must be some reason to these thoughts [ , I think now having just awoken from sleep, ] I was having awhile back about the opening scenes to the upcoming movie HALO. I was thinking of how the story goes behind the military person that inspired Master Chief. It begins with the real MCPO arriving at his post on some planet. It is an isolated post in some kind of wasteland, desert, mountainous region. He arrives, talks with a few people, walks around. The structure is some kind of pre-fab building with a lot of walkways and observation positions, a lot of defensive positions. You can hear the clanking of deckplates and gratings as people walk around. MCPO finds a place to sit down his gear and look out over the land. He places a photo of an attractive blond woman, a weather forecaster, on a ledge in front of him and wistfully remembers better times. After awhile, he is sent on some kind of recon mission and climbs into an aircraft that is sitting on a landing pad a few levels above the other troops. The aircraft is some kind of advanced vtol craft and you can see some similarities in the window structure to a Seahawk helo. as MCPO pilots the craft up and starts moving out, he sees a large threatening group of one of the planets native species approaching. They move in a long, herd-like stream and he can tell that at their speed, they will definitely over-run the station. He immediately lands back on the pad and runs, with deckplates clanking, but leaving his weapon in the aircraft, and runs down to the main level and jumps over the ledge to the ground. He grabbed a couple of flares on the way out and starts trying to distract the herd towards him and away from the station. They are large cow-sized rat-looking creatures, that are fast, but at his peak speed, he can out run them but he isn't sure if they have greater endurance. He runs out and away for a while and then runs into a cave system that turns into a maze. He has some near-misses from the lead rats, but he manages to leap up onto a ledge and run in another direction although they manage to keep following him. He finds his way out of the cave and sees the station in the distance, thankfully he has bought them enough time to bring all the defenses online and there is a pretty chance they will be able to fight off the herd. As he run towards the safety of the station, he finds himself with one leg hanging over the ledge of a deep gorge, having almost run over the edge. He turns around that the herd is running flat out lemming-style towards him. He curses the rat-bastards just as the first one slams into him and drives him over the ledge along with all of them to their death a thousand feet below. Later, a group of marines venture out to dig him out from under that carcasses of the rats. One makes an off-hand comment about how he thought MCPO was invincible. The scene moves around MCPO as he is lying on the ground and you see a similarity in the shape of his helmet to the look of Master Chief in Halo. Then, the scene changes to the construction of Master Chief. I don't know what MC is constructed of, but if his smallest component are nuts and bolts, that is how this scene begins, of his smallest components being brought together through an automated process of construction. The musical theme is some form of classical music but I don't know of any work that would fit. It should match the crude start of his construction and them progress into some form of elegant theme, an artful dance. After MC is finished, he steps out of the construction chamber, the perspective changes to show that 11 other cyborgs, whatever they are, were being constructed at the same time. As the music score dramatizes the movements, they all step out, then the focus returns to MC. He turns his head to look into the camera and says "I need a weapon." Later, it is revealed that the camera recording all this construction of the cyborgs was actually one of the bad guys recording it all, a spy that had snuck in to the construction facility. The is a subtle difference to the scenes that can later be recognized as being seen through the eyes, or ocular devices, whatever, of the bad guy. It is only later that it is revealed that they special scenes were being seen by the bad guy and that you realize there were earlier scenes where he was watching. The scene changes to some military office. A company officer, I think that would be considered a Major, wants to see an Admiral. The Major appears to have just come from a battle or something, he has mud on him and his uniform isn't really presentable. He is arriving after enduring 12 hours of being trapped in an overcrowded, dark bunker with a blistering, fierce mortar barrage from the enemy outside trying to break the bunker and then he is on a transport, some kind of windowless conveyance that is also overcrowded and hot and filled with the maddening and endless quietly blaring Muzac while the civilians around him are blathering on with moronic idiotic conversations that he can't help but overhear no matter how much he wants to tune them out and there is a communication panel where he wants to send a message to his family because he can't remember the last time he talked to any of them but some moron is doing something moronic on it. He eventually barges into the Admiral's office and the scene is reminiscent in certain artistic elements to an ancient Admiralty environment, that type of environment that reminds me of HMS Pinafore, although I don't think I haven't actually seen that play. The Admiral and someone else are sitting around in some kind of stuffy, formal meeting, maybe even sipping tea with their pinky fingers extended, that seems to be a waste of time to the Major. He is frustrated because he lost several men in some kind of battle earlier. The Admiral doesn't want to be lectured because, as he points out to a machine across the room that is stamping his signature on death notices for next-of-kin, he is well aware of the loss. He tells the Major then that they are receiving a Master Chief unit in a few days to help turn the tide in their losing conflict. There are only 12 units so they are sent where they are most needed.


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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: August 18, 2006


I am also ruining the future for women that I show an interest in while I am being held hostage. It doesn't matter if I have a relationship with any of them, as long as their is some perception in the future that I was interested in them they are going to be subjected to this same kind of craziness


This is insanity. If anyone has been talking about romantic relationships between me and any woman, I am sorry for just now figuring this out. I certainly wouldn't wish this on anyone except for my worst enemies, such as Bill Gates, but certainly not you.


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http://www.chakoteya.net/StarTrek/21.htm

Tomorrow is Yesterday

Stardate: 3113.2

Original Airdate: Jan 26, 1967

[US Air Force base - radar room]

WEBB: (the radar operator) Captain.

CAPTAIN: What is it, Webb?

WEBB: A blip, sir. Just came on the screen.

CAPTAIN: How do you read it?

WEBB: Aircraft of some sort. By the size of it and the speed, it's not one of ours, sir. It doesn't even read like anything I've ever seen.

CAPTAIN: What was the approach?

WEBB: None, sir. It was just there, like it fell out of the sky or something.

CAPTAIN: (suddenly interested) Current position?

WEBB: Directly over the Omaha installation, sir. Holding there.

CAPTAIN: Watch the scope, Webb. Air Defence will want to send somebody up for a closer look. We may have a real UFO on our hands.

(The alert sounds, a fighter is scrambled, and we get a shot of the USS Enterprise flying across the blue sky.)

Captain 's log Stardate 3113.2. We were en-route to Starbase 9 for resupply when a black star of high gravitational attraction began to drag us toward it. It required all warp power in reverse to pull us away from the star. But, like snapping a rubber band, the breakaway sent us plunging through space, out of control, to stop here, wherever we are.










http://www.chakoteya.net/StarTrek/21.htm

Tomorrow is Yesterday

Stardate: 3113.2

Original Airdate: Jan 26, 1967


FLIGHT [OC]: Bluejay 4, you are ordered to close on the UFO. and attempt to force him to land. We want it brought down or at least disabled until the other planes arrive.

CHRISTOPHER [OC]: Acknowledged. Closing on target.

SPOCK: Positive identification, Captain. Aircraft is an interceptor, equipped with missiles, possibly armed with nuclear warheads. If he hits us with one, he might damage us severely, perhaps beyond our capacity to repair under current circumstances.

KIRK: Scotty, activate tractor beam. Lock onto that aircraft and hold it out there.

SPOCK: Captain, this type of aircraft might be too fragile to take our tractor beam.

SCOTT [OC]: Tractor beam on, sir. We have the target.

(The bright light of the tractor beam forces Captain Christopher to lower his visor)

SPOCK: Aircraft is breaking up, Captain.

KIRK; Transporter room. Can you lock onto the cockpit of that aircraft?

KYLE: Scanning area, sir.

KIRK: Try and beam that pilot aboard. Take over, Mister Spock.

[Transporter room]

(From his seated position strapped into his fighter, Captain Christopher is beamed aboard standing up.)

KIRK: Welcome aboard the Enterprise.

CHRISTOPHER: You speak English.

KIRK: That's right. You can step off the transporter

CHRISTOPHER: Captain John Christopher, United States Air Force. Serial number 4857932.

KIRK: Relax, Captain, you're among friends. I'm Captain James T. Kirk.

CHRISTOPHER: What's going on here? Where am I? What happened? You people, who are you?

KIRK: All in good time, Captain. Meanwhile, let me apologise for bringing you aboard the ship so abruptly, but it couldn't be helped. I didn't know that your craft couldn't stand up to our tractor beam.

CHRISTOPHER: Don't give me any double-talk. Just tell me who you are.

KIRK: We'll tell you what we decide to tell you in a few moments. In the meantime, relax. You're our guest. I have a feeling you'll find it interesting.

SPOCK [OC]: Bridge to Captain Kirk.

KIRK: Kirk here. What is it, Mister Spock?

SPOCK [OC]: The aircraft has completely broken up, Captain. Shall we turn off the tractor beam?

KIRK: Affirmative. We have the pilot aboard. I'll be right up. Kirk out. Follow me.

[Corridor]

CREWWOMAN: Good morning, Captain.

KIRK: Morning. (drags Christopher along) Captain.

CHRISTOPHER: A woman?

KIRK: Crewman.

[Turbolift]

KIRK: Bridge.

CHRISTOPHER: Must have taken quite a lot to build a ship like this.

KIRK: There are only twelve like it in the fleet.

CHRISTOPHER: I see. Did the Navy

KIRK: We're a combined service, Captain. Our authority is the United Earth Space Probe Agency.

CHRISTOPHER: United Earth?

KIRK: This is very difficult to explain. We're from your future. A time warp placed us here. It was an accident.

CHRISTOPHER: You seem to have a lot of them.










http://www.startrek.com/watch_episode/AmCjIMcAAw8sfJmHjjFWgzuVtlqcbBjc

STAR TREK


Tomorrow is Yesterday

Star Trek: The Original Series

Season 1 Ep. 19

Full Episode (50:67)










http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0708455/quotes

IMDb


Memorable quotes for

"Star Trek"

The City on the Edge of Forever (1967)


Spock: Save her, do as your heart tells you to do, and millions will die who did not die before.










http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/pinkfloyd/oneofthefew.html


PINK FLOYD


"One Of The Few"


when you're one of the few to land on your feet
what do you do to make ends meet?
teach
make them mad, make them sad, make them add two and two


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JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Date: Sun, 19 Feb 2006 22:32:30 -0800 (PST)

From: "Kerry Burgess"

Subject: Re: Every one that flatters thee

To: "Kerry Burgess"


Kerry Burgess wrote:
http://www.online-literature.com/short.php/333

As it fell upon a day
In the merry month of May,
Sitting in a pleasant shade
Which a grove of myrtles made,
Beasts did leap, and birds did sing,
Trees did grow, and plants did spring;
Every thing did banish moan,
Save the nightingale alone:
She, poor bird, as all forlorn,
Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn
And there sung the dolefull'st ditty,
That to hear it was great pity:


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http://www.online-literature.com/crane/redbadge


THE LITERATURE NETWORK


Stephen Crane


The Red Badge of Courage


http://www.online-literature.com/crane/redbadge/16/


THE LITERATURE NETWORK


Stephen Crane


Literature Network » Stephen Crane » The Red Badge of Courage » Chapter 15


In the present, he declared to himself that it was only the doomed and the damned who roared with sincerity at circumstance. Few but they ever did it. A man with a full stomach and the respect of his fellows had no business to scold about anything that he might think to be wrong in the ways of the universe, or even with the ways of society. Let the unfortunates rail; the others may play marbles.

He did not give a great deal of thought to these battles that lay directly before him. It was not essential that he should plan his ways in regard to them. He had been taught that many obligations of a life were easily avoided. The lessons of yesterday had been that retribution was a laggard and blind. With these facts before him he did not deem it necessary that he should become feverish over the possibilities of the ensuing twenty-four hours. He could leave much to chance. Besides, a faith in himself had secretly blossomed. There was a little flower of confidence growing within him. He was now a man of experience. He had been out among the dragons, he said, and he assured himself that they were not so hideous as he had imagined them. Also, they were inaccurate; they did not sting with precision. A stout heart often defied, and defying, escaped.

And, furthermore, how could they kill him who was the chosen of gods and doomed to greatness?

He remembered how some of the men had run from the battle. As he recalled their terror-struck faces he felt a scorn for them. They had surely been more fleet and more wild than was absolutely necessary. They were weak mortals. As for himself, he had fled with discretion and dignity.





- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 9:59 PM Pacific Time USA Saturday 11 August 2012