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EXPLORING THE UNSEEN, UNKNOWN, AND UNPREDICTABLE MYSTIQUE

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 These works are purely based on who and what I am. The themes and story "go beyond the true meaning. Attracting the sense of mystery until you truly know who I am. Every book has its cover which conceals every knowledge attached to it. until you finish reading it you can only know and understand who I am if you read the works of my mysterious mind.

ONE-ACT SCRIPT

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 Nightmare of the past : Dreaming for Change  A dark and stormy night covers the whole convenience store of the season's family. Euri the father is patiently waiting for customers, while his wife Erene is cooking for dinner, and at the cashier is their daughter peacefully playing around. (blown stage left) Euri: (wooh!!) The sales today are super slow, there is barely a customer today. Emily is so noisy that his father Euri comes to confront her. Euri: Emily stop being noisy! Emily: Blah... Blah... Blah... your always,wining, angry and grumpy (Emily will imitate her dad) Euri: you stupid girl, come here! Euri will chase Emily all around the store, until Emily accidentally stumbled a knife. Euri saw the knife and the glimpse of his past triggered his trauma. A thunder suddenly strikes (Be and Euri's trauma becomes worse shouting and screaming on the stars. Euri: No! No! ... Enough already ... I'm done. Erene: Honey! Are you okay? What happen? Euri: (Euri punched his wife) Ge...

STORY OF THE BROKEN VASE

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   The Sneaky Wade Johnson      A sunny Christmas eve on a snowy surface covers the house of Johnson's family. Wade wakes up with excitement in his eyes while waiting for the clock to turn 12:00 am, Wade's father gave him a box of chocolate. and Wade came up with the idea to wait and give the box of chocolate to Santa.     While wade is waiting for santa to go down on the chimney, his older brother seth grabs the box of chocolate. wade saw it and immediately ran to get the box of chocolate but wade could not reach the box, because he is too small to reach the box. Seth laughs while he eats the chocolate one-by-one, and wade burst ion to tears while all that's left is the box.     Wade cries till Christmas eve falling asleep on the couch in the process. A sudden noise is heard in the house, wade heard it and he said, "Santa!" Wade hides and he sees the silk red pajama of santa carrying the sack of gifts for each house in the town. wade saw San...

SONG COMPOSITION

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 FADING AWAY Verse 1" I wake up every morning, feeling empty and alone The fire that once burned within me, is now just a fading tone Your smile, your laugh, your eyes, they used to light up my day But now, they're just a memory, fading away "Chorus" Feelings fading away, like the stars in the morning light I'm losing my grip, on the emotions that once felt so right I'm searching for a spark, to reignite the flame But it's slipping through my fingers, like sand in the rain "Verse 2" I try to hold on tight, but it's slipping away from me The memories of our love, are all that's left to see I'm trying to remember, the way it used to feel But it's fading like a dream, and I'm left with nothing real "Chorus" Feelings fading away, like the stars in the morning light I'm losing my grip, on the emotions that once felt so right I'm searching for a spark, to reignite the flame But it's slipping through my fingers...

POEM

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Waiting for the beam of light  I waited for centuries, living in my memories Two glasses of wine. But only one lip intertwines. I always wake on an empty room, and empty shell. Because every night feels like hell It is you that I always miss, waiting for your kiss.  Saving my love, Fading and flies away like a dove, I will be your knight, Just wait my Queen, until they send the blinding light.

STORY TRIGGERED BY THE SONG

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  Finding Meaning on One's Existence      As I collect the rough stones lingering on the beach, I throw each one with a smile against the waves dance and fade away into the vast, endless sea.      Each stone, a piece of my thoughts, becomes part of my ocean story, lost but not forgotten. I stand on the empty shore like a dancing tree, swaying with the breeze, light and free, rooted yet moving to the rhythm of the wind.     The soft warm sand kisses my bare feet, molding to my steps as if welcoming me every more. The earth beneath me feels alive, steady vet yielding, a silent companion to my solitude plays the song of melody bittersweet lyrics that puts joy on face "lift your head baby don't be scared of the things that could go wrong along the way".     With every breath, I find a beam of happiness. moment of joy, as the sea embraces my presence. I hear the waves singing their song, a melody of whispers and roars, timeless and endle...