I had three creative epiphanies in rapid succession this morning, and gosh it’s wonderful. One is story/fable/possible myth about a rogue sun and a rogue planet becoming a solar system, one is a piece of video memeart which interweaves George Carlin talking about his relationship with the sun (digitally altered to match a beat, but done like white style 30’s talking blues and Max Headroom) with a very cheerful, kiddypop song about how all religion on earth starts with the sun and that everything the sun does makes it seem godlike. After a while you get in a fight with somebody who worships the sun and you say FUCK YOU I don’t want to worship YOUR GOD anymore so you start worshipping THE EARTH instead since the earth is always there and the FUCKING SUN goes away half the goddamned day anyway. But in kiddy language, you understand, I’m just trying to convey the basic emotion here. I mentioned to Mike that if I was to essay such a thing it would take me ten years. The last thing I thought of was another long poem, one for the sun.
I have figured out how to back George out of his corner. I’m working on another scene right now. Maor l8r