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		<title>My Journey Across Time Through My Poetry</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Since the beginning of time man and woman has learned to express themselves. I as a poet have found an underlying thought, a consciousness and a new concept in writing. I do not only deal with the originality of life, but have found a causing thought within the mind. A thought which is in every [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: 'Open Sans', serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Since the beginning of time man and woman has learned to express themselves.  I as a poet have found an underlying thought, a consciousness and a new concept in writing. I do not only deal with the originality of life, but have found a causing thought within the mind. A thought which is in every person but is unrecognized in the realm of thinking. The type of poetry that has been written through history symbolizes something relating to humankind and the environment. Here I only display the fascination of the mind.<br />The beginning of consciousness exists when the mind conceives and give birth to dreams, ideas, concepts, thoughts and reality in the realm of thinking. One must be in the thought of doing which gives way to belief. The chronical of expressions of my inner being was born before.</span></span></span></p>
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		<title>Nesselorette Screenplay Promo Clem Maddox</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2022 16:29:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Complexity</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2016 17:12:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mark Carlson closed the notebook from his Bible study class and was hoping all his notes and taking the class would help manage his pain.  The pain in his head was there as it had been for the past six months.  He sat on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="font-family: 'Open Sans', serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Mark Carlson closed the notebook from his Bible study class and was hoping all his notes and taking the class would help manage his pain.  The pain in his head was there as it had been for the past six months.  He sat on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands as his Bible lay next to him and cried.  Why can I not get rid of this raging pain in my head he asked himself?  Every doctor that Mark had visited and even several specialist all told him the pain was just a migraine headache.  They did not detect or find any abnormalities that could be the root cause of the issue. Nothing they did or gave him would ease or stop the pain.  He took a trip to Mexico once and had some quack doctor drill a pin like hole in the side of his head.  He then place a powder like substance down a tube in his skull to eradicate the pain but the only thing that did was make him high with the pain.   It was a deep piercing pain like a reechoing voice.  In the still of the night the pain would take on images but Mark tried to fight off the images.  The pain and the reechoing voice that accompanied the pain began to give instructions on how to ease or remedy the pain.  One night Mark laid in his bed bathing in perspiration as the piercing pain echoed instructions to kill.  He drifted off into a deep sleep and woke the next day and found blood all over his hands.  What and how did the blood get there he asked himself.  He looked around his bedroom and panic hit his face.  The panic quickly dissipated because the piercing pain began to dominate his total being again.  He ran to the bathroom to take a shower but the agonizing pain made him vomit.  What am I to do, thought Mark?  It was then he realized the day was Wednesday and time for his next Bible study class again.  Little did Mark know or realize this was the beginning stage of living the inextricability of God’s Will and Man’s free Will.</span></span></span></p>
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		<title>Byhalia/The Omar Credon Story</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2016 17:09:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Omar was a brilliant entomologist who discovered a covert change in the natural course of the world of insects. His discovery revealed that the second coming of the end of mankind would not happen by fire, as predicted in the the Bible. No one accepted his profound findings, and they thought he had gone mad. [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #000000;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, serif;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Omar was a brilliant entomologist who discovered a covert change in the natural course of the world of insects. His discovery revealed that the second coming of the end of mankind would not happen by fire, as predicted in the the Bible. No one accepted his profound findings, and they thought he had gone mad. The world would come to understand that nuclear warfare is not the fear of fears for the final destruction of the world. It will be man’s loss of dominion to rule as God had ordained. </span></span></span></span></p>
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		<title>The Boom &#8211; Release date TBD</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jan 2014 17:55:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sin and self-centeredness ran rapid across the globe like the sun casting its rays on the planet as it made its 365 day orbit. World leaders no longer cared about its citizens nor did the people care about each other. Families sought to destroy each other allowing greed and jealousy to dominate their intent. There [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sin and self-centeredness ran rapid across the globe like the sun casting its rays on the planet as it made its 365 day orbit. World leaders no longer cared about its citizens nor did the people care about each other. Families sought to destroy each other allowing greed and jealousy to dominate their intent. There were no longer morals, rules of conduct and anything a person desired to do was acceptable. Ethical standards and scruples were all things lost in a world where the values of life no longer existed. Human life had no more value than swatting a fly or stepping on a bug; killing became the natural order of human kind. Congruent with an over populated world that continued to grow out of control and exacerbate the ills of society; religion became lost. Unexpectedly a loud “Boom” occurred not a clap of thunder but a loud “Boom” that shook the foundation of the earth. After the “Boom” there was not a sound, not one bird singing, a nightly croak of a frog, a buzz of bee or the sound of a car, not one sound. The thousands rivers that flowed across the planet did not cause a ripple nor did the ocean shores stir a wave. Every life form created by God on the planet all died. There was not a single life form living on the planet except Umbazza and Otero.</p>
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		<title>Eleanor/the Dream &#8211; Release date TBD</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2013 15:39:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[In her dream she saw massive destruction over planet earth as she hovered above in the small space craft continuing on her path to try and detect any life form. From the hundreds of orbits that Eleanor did every day there was never any form of life detected, planet earth was now totally decimated. Tears [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In her dream she saw massive destruction over planet earth as she hovered above in the small space craft continuing on her path to try and detect any life form. From the hundreds of orbits that Eleanor did every day there was never any form of life detected, planet earth was now totally decimated. Tears were streaming down Eleanor’s face as she began her ascend back into outer space to land on the space station that miraculously was spared from the cataclysmic truncated E.L.E. (Extinction Level Event). What could I have done differently thought Eleanor.</p>
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		<title>M87/the Black Hole &#8211; Release date TBD</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2013 15:39:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was a dreary late evening as the rain continued its gentle fall in Cambridge, Massachusetts and the skylight in Eleanor’s office at MIT slowly faded to cast a dark haze on her desktop. As she finish grading her last project overview analysis, Eleanor felt something wrong within her spirits but could not come up [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was a dreary late evening as the rain continued its gentle fall in Cambridge, Massachusetts and the skylight in Eleanor’s office at MIT slowly faded to cast a dark haze on her desktop. As she finish grading her last project overview analysis, Eleanor felt something wrong within her spirits but could not come up with a rational reason why she felt a sense of gloom. Was it the fact that she was so very far from Carlos her lover that lived in Spain or was it her work load as a college Professor at MIT? The only thing she knew was she felt very odd. On the other side of the planet Carlos and staff at the Great Canary Telescope located in the Island of La Palma Spain were trying to figure out how the binary systems of Sirius star disappeared from the galaxy.</p>
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		<title>The Bond &#8211; Release date TBD</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2013 15:38:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Four young boys sat perched in a tree waiting for an opportunity to see their beautiful and sexy young teacher through her bathroom window emerge from the shower to glimpse her perfect naked body. The murder they witnessed would ultimately change the course of the United States government more than the Watergate incident? The bond [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Four young boys sat perched in a tree waiting for an opportunity to see their beautiful and sexy young teacher through her bathroom window emerge from the shower to glimpse her perfect naked body. The murder they witnessed would ultimately change the course of the United States government more than the Watergate incident? The bond they made on that frightful night would have to be broken to prevent the world from entering into World War III.</p>
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		<title>8 Minutes &#8211; Release date TBD</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2013 15:37:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Eleanor was sitting on the balcony of her condominium letting the sun and cool spring breeze take turns kissing her face, as she was sipping on a glass of Robert Mondavi’s Merlot. All of a sudden the sky went completely dark as if a light switch was turned off in a brightly lit room. &#8220;What [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Eleanor was sitting on the balcony of her condominium letting the sun and cool spring breeze take turns kissing her face, as she was sipping on a glass of Robert Mondavi’s Merlot. All of a sudden the sky went completely dark as if a light switch was turned off in a brightly lit room. &#8220;What the hell,&#8221; thought Eleanor as she looked up to the sky and briefly saw stars shine against the momentarily dark sky. She glanced down at her watch and the time was showing 2:00 p.m. Within about ten minutes the brightness of the day re-appeared. The youngest recipient of the Noble Peace Prize would find herself thrust into a problem solving mode to try and find out how darkness could appear when it was daylight.</p>
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		<title>Screech &#8211; Release date TBD</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2013 15:23:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kato and Duncan became more than friends and established a bond that Kato felt nothing could sever or destroy. Duncan severed the friendship by leaving Kato on planet earth while he embarked on his journey to Astoria.  Kato was unaware that Duncan would return and they would be together again forever but before their reunion; Kato went [&#8230;]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kato and Duncan became more than friends and established a bond that Kato felt nothing could sever or destroy. Duncan severed the friendship by leaving Kato on planet earth while he embarked on his journey to Astoria.  Kato was unaware that Duncan would return and they would be together again forever but before their reunion; Kato went on an uncontrollable killing spree that the local police and FBI could not figure who was doing the killings and why.</p>
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