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pharaohwyse
Specialization: Action, Action, Comedy, Drama, Fiction, Horror, Military, Mystery & Crime, Politics/Govt, Romance, Supernatural, Thrillers/Suspense
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I have a multitude of titles donned on me in the last month. My basic ambition and love for life is God and movies, even though I write very secular. I like long walks on the beach when pirahna are present. I like poetry when its about serial-- I'll stop. Sum it up, I like writings that push the boundary in what we see everyday.
I am a screenwriter -- producer -- manager of talent. I dropped the other titles because I am too lazy to do them.
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Two keys-Two doors, they both read death
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The reaper calls again... I hung up.
Signs are what we believe in and never listen to.... My mind is in suspended animation, the snow falls again. The enemy of old, Father 'kiss my ass' Winter. A friend of mine had a child with breathing problems. Last night he was having trouble breathing. I told this poor child to have my Guardian Angel, he saved me once last weekend as my car flipped three times. He would be useful to save this precious son of God. My angel accepted in my heart. I decided to drive today and was the devil's highway. He took many to the land of death and had his messenger send for me. I drove down Highway 666 into the devil's mouth feeling that he would protect my book. My life for a thousand to live is worth it. The devil decided to take me on. I have lost today. I am destroyed. My van jackknifed after seeing a trucker gasping for his last breath. "Where are the heavens in the pain and death of other's," I scream out to the god of existence. I was warned once and continued on to my dreams, "Love me you god damn fools for who I am. Heaven gave me the ability to write and I continued on this road of nothingness, to be laughed at. This is not the master and wizard of words but me speaking this time. I have no life left. The spirits of my past sins are screaming for vengeance, but i tell them that I am not the gangster anymore that brought hell to many doorsteps. I am sorry... they want my blood from the past. If it gives you comfort, take it in my death. Death has taken up this offer and pursues me relentlessly.
The police let me sit in their squad car and I felt no hatred like I use to for these men of the law, they are trying to save the scum that I use to be. I loved them for once. 237 accidents in 2 hours. I curst the devil that I use to serve, these are fathers and mothers that you are taking, I curse you. The tears on the highway will fill a river today. This was no longer Highway 39, but Highway 666. An ice storm, take me you careless bastard. I am a coward. Take me you lifeless bastard. Take me. I brought tears, no one will care if I die. I am nothing. I continued to drive today. The demons of ice were slick wanting others to die in their sins, let me die in mine. I have no guardian angel now.
I can see the reapers in the clouds circling my van, waiting to condemn me for life. No one will read this until I'm dead, everyone wants friends not words on my space. Tarantino will never make a movie...More >>
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