Camera queues in red
Audio queues and narrations in blue (narration italicized)
Opens with the closeup shot of 'A Camera Lens'
Next shot: the view of the students in lecture hall from teacher's angle
Sound of Professor walking in from behind the camera
(professor is not visible to the camera)
Professor starts to teach: "Let's take a look at Phaedo"
Camera slowly focuses on students randomly stopping for few seconds while student's thoughts are narrated
David: I still feel sore from the workout...
(Professor's voice indistinct)
Cati: If only I could understand Plato...
(Professor's voice indistinct)
Ryanne: I should knit a sweater for mom...
(Professor's voice indistinct)
Julianna: I've got to catch up on my reading...
(Professor's voice indistinct)
Gayle: Hmm.. he's got a point...
(Professor's voice disappears)
(Complete silence for 2 seconds)
Cameraman's hand becomes visible holding a gun
Sound effect of a loud Gunshot!
Camera drops to the floor
Upside down shot of the white board that says:
"Must not all things at the last be swallowed up in death?"
For the students of NIU, Virginia tech, Columbine and several other schools who got victimized by deadly shootings. May the souls of those who died, rest in peace and may God bless the families and friends with courage to deal with their loss.
I like to think people in my life as Ornaments. They are the ones that decorate me with their different and unique personalities and make me who I am. This blog will mostly be about them.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Absent Ornament
Is it ok to ignore
the mistakes you say I made
Is it ok to care
for the dreams we shared
You ask me why I try to win
you ask me why I dare
If you care to look for an answer
You'll find it in the way you stare
Your silence gives it away
and your tears make it clear
warning of the moment to come
it's the moment that I fear
and so I sit here
thinking....
is it ok to care
for the one who was never there?
Om is listening to Belle and Sebastian
the mistakes you say I made
Is it ok to care
for the dreams we shared
You ask me why I try to win
you ask me why I dare
If you care to look for an answer
You'll find it in the way you stare
Your silence gives it away
and your tears make it clear
warning of the moment to come
it's the moment that I fear
and so I sit here
thinking....
is it ok to care
for the one who was never there?
Om is listening to Belle and Sebastian
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