A digital object is checking gadgets. Tiny beads and shards. Daisy felt fuzzy and warm. Life Space smelled like a contradiction. Did you see it? Wait! Come back! You didn’t even ask! Daisy runs past in a fluff. Ugh, what is this stuff?
Category: Graphic Art
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Pink plastic covered their heads. Depending on the nature of their state, faces could also be erased. The way back to Being was a way to Manipura. And if one could count, it would be to Artha. To be found: Sunny, Bright, Elevententeen.

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Wishful Thinking
Hi everyone!
This is a play about 3 personalities. It is set in a prison in space. They are trapped there in the future, trying to return home, which is Calgary, AB, Canada.
ABOUT CHONA FE
I thought long and hard about the reasons why I left. Did it have to do with change? I changed her, she wasn’t me. I was in reverse there, trying to prove myself when there was no need. Show them that I can be left-brained, I thought over and over again.
ABOUT BLOX
I gave up something very important – the ability to procreate. I think they were listening, but no one would make the sun shine. I became used to a large company running this way. It was amazing, the work I did.
ABOUT DAISY
She’s dressing for tomorrow, frantically preparing for what could be the start of something amazing. As soon as I’m free, I will quickly realize what reality is, she thinks.
CHONA FE & BLOX – Ask us what we’re doing.
DAISY – Ask me what I do for work.
(silence in the prison; they sit on their cold beds, dressed in yellow and grey stripes, holding their heads down in agony)
(Daisy exits)
(ChonaBLOX enters; she is their savior, a creative entity with powers to change reality)
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(back in town, ChonaBLOX is working; it is present day)
How would we portray the above? Have you attempted to write about your life story before? What was your experience? Positive outcomes? Negative? And on a side note, can we just say how scary writing can actually be?
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