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The Insomniac team connected us and wanted to see if we were able to meet up at EDC either onsite or at one of the parties that will be happening. They represent the Dancetronauts and they requested us to go see if we were familiar or wanted to connect during the festival.

We are going to Las Vegas this weekend! So excited.

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American Eidolon

LOGLINE: Five years after the demise of surveillance pioneer Joseph Miller and his family, his daughter Vanessa Miller and his young protege Ethan Donovan reunite in order to destroy Wolfmeyer and Company from the inside.

PREMISE: Vanessa Miller is the daughter of Wolfmeyer and Company’s founder Joseph Miller. Wolfmeyer and Company is the world’s premiere surveillance agency. Living in his the shadow, Vanessa defies the men that have taken over her father’s multi-billion dollar corrupt empire. Fighting alongside Vanessa is her former fiance and the company’s new golden boy, Ethan Donovan. Together, in order to destroy the Horsemen of Joseph Miller’s company, they use the very same machines the elites use to imprison the citizens to destroy them. The whistleblowers vow to take the wool off the world’s eyes who are still blinded by the American Dream and all the nightmares it brings.

This is the most religious and deepest piece in wheelhouse. It’s provocative and blunt. The film exposes the inner megalomania of corporate greed and its trail of tears towards the slaughterhouse five.

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I have a secret major musical project coming soon and this is a sneak peak of what the project entails:

Transcendental Muse is Jennifer Brigitte’s “secret project” that features the concept storyline of the rise of the 21st century socialites and party kids that have been raised to live in the hedonistic jungles of the drug infested party worlds that have been built with the hands of drug and blood wars. In this nihilistic pantheon, the shadows of the leaders are the ones that rise above the pact. They are never the Kings and Queens, but the ladies and gentlemen in waiting. They are ready to insure an attack and take possession of the palatial underground that belongs to them. The club kids have transformed themselves from the 20’s flappers and bootleggers, 40’s gangsters, the 60’s beatniks, the 70’s Studio 54 darlings, the 80’s wild children, to now the media fixtures that streamline them to the head of the mainstream pack. But before they can etch their name in infamy, they must transcend the pecking order and avenge the war for the global dominance in the widespread entertainment world controlled by the handlers in the dark. Whoever wins is exempt of a fall, they reign supreme as the Club Royal Pair of the scene.

Sleepwalker: “Sleepwalker” is about the young girl coming face to face with her equal. The sultry beauty studies him and takes him to her boudoir for an aggressively sexual ditty. The Scorpion Woman and Sagittarius Man perform their sexual dynamite amidst the den of drugs (heroin). In this piece, the Club Princess vulnerably admits to her flaws, but she empowers herself through her sexual urges of the body that he craves. She demands him on how she likes to have sex.

And for your entertainment, here is the first verse of Sleepwalker. Enjoy!

Verse One:

I walk these streets

To make ends meet

I’m the duchess of the prowl

The minx of the scowl

I’m the Lord of the skies

With the Opium King

Waiting for Mr. Prince Charming

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I really do apologize for being MIA for the best few months it seems. I got in such a depression with not having a 9-5 but now I am back and ready with a vengeance. As we speak, I am working on website as well as a huge event that I will detail in my next few post but here I have something of a gift for you all... An official character poster of Gemma Quinn. Yeah!!!

Currently, I am working on an event that I am having Los Angeles. I have press interested in the event. It's a lot of work but let's make it happen that's why we need a website and media kit which are underway. 

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The Burning Man Addition: On February 15, I'll hit the deadline for the grant for the great advertisement display at Burning Man.

Ideas: 

Themes for the interactive art display:

Camera obscura

Innocence of my virginity

Peeping Tom

Circus

Typography

Garden of Eden

Adam

Eve

Snake

Lilith

I want to create a fun-house theater recreation of hell on earth. I just need to take the idea out of my head and make it happen. I've got to make it work! And like RuPaul said long ago, "You betta work!!!!"

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I have written a song for the opening of my trippy surreal paradise theme song. It combines the art of the Twilight Zone with Burlesque. In that, it mixes a deep dark luster of depravity and sex appeal only found in the strangest of places in the pits of our soul. It is the words of the serpent as he faces his Adam, Eve, and Lilith in In The Garden of Eden.

In the Garden of Eden Lyrics by Jennifer Brigitte Composed by: To be Announced

INTRO ONE (GEMMA QUINN) There was a man Traveling through Santa Cruz He called me Valentine I was loved by all, The object of praise Consumed by hate He buried me very name Swept me off my feet Tore down my walls And spoke in rhymes and riddles For he was the man from New Orleans That stole my heart And I came undone

INTRO TWO (KIRSTEN JAMES) You were meant to love me And I was meant to stay We met each other When you needed a lover And I wanted a home To call my own We broke the rules and the system snapped Now you broke the pact to find your next slave I gave you my innocence, my broken bones, My heart and soul And now we’re through, The show is over The audience is gone I’m going home

VERSE ONE (GEMMA QUINN) Baby I tried to be your angel (But I’m nothing but your poisoned fruit) Burning out like the flame of your lost youth (Drowning your sorrows with the taste of gin) Running down the boulevard (Screaming at the devil inside) Bruised skin, broken smile, anger rise I’m sorry, so sorry, that you feel that I pulled you down I didn’t mean for it to end this way Glad you came when it died- aborted and unloved (You keep running from your destiny)

VERSE TWO (KIRSTEN JAMES) Happens all the time (I guess I’m nothing special without you) Tell me how to breath (Gave you me peep show, now you see) Heaven knows I’ve tried (But I was nothing but your vision of sadness) Dressed to the nines Wearing all that you’ve approved Chained to your Eden, slave to your doom Picture of a vintage Vivien Leigh (All I ever wanted was to go home)

CHORUS Headed down to the sad clown masquerade Paraded by the marching aide Coming down, give it up Stab me with your poisoned needle to the heart Shoot it up, like the dope I am Kill me softly, I want it all I’m addicted to your toxins You got to be free to die hard Living high like the rock star (Kurt Cobain on Nirvana) Drop dead like a junkie (River Phoenix at the Viper Room)

Come On!

VERSE THREE: (GEMMA QUINN) You’ve got me wet in places You won’t touch me anymore My body ached as it stretched its loins To give you a piece of heaven You declined and rejected me (It’s all over now) Preferred a shot of Jim, Jack, Johnnie, and Jameson But I still, I still love the chase (You’re my daddy, my baby, my Jesus Christ) All I ask is for you is to love me, to hold me like you used to do I’ve gave up my life in song So daddy you can please stop hurting me The least you can do is find a way To pleasure me the way a real man could

VERSE FOUR: (KIRSTEN JAMES) I forged a war with my own heart Tackling my demons with the battle of the syringe Pressed right down, straight shoot to the heart I finally feel like I’m gonna to die No saints, not aces, to pull me away from you (There’s something about the way I love you) My cool Texas guy I’m here to love you, to thank you For giving me a piece of your paradise You drive me crazy When you wipe the lipstick off my face My cowboy I going to make you see Why you can’t forget me

CHORUS Headed down to the sad clown masquerade Paraded by the marching aide Coming down, give it up Stab me with your poisoned needle to the heart Shoot it up, like the dope I am Kill me softly, I want it all I’m addicted to your toxins You got to be free to die hard Living high like the rock star (Kurt Cobain on Nirvana) Drop dead like a junkie (River Phoenix at the Viper Room)

END VERSE ONE: (GEMMA QUINN) Remember that day in the Valley Ranch You kissed my lips And told me When we pull through You’ll never see me again That’s not true

END VERSE ONE: (KIRSTEN JAMES) You said tomorrow was another day You never wished to put harm on me But when you pulled away You broke my heart in two It’s true

In the film, each character represents the four main characters of the Garden of Evil. The Quinns represent Adam and Eve. In the modern adaptation, Adam and Eve have been outsed out of Hollywood. They fight to regain their status in the eyes of god, the establishment. They need the help of the snake, played by Easton Caldwell (the prideful movie director), to lure them back to the top of the game. The temptress is Kirsten James. She is the modern day Lilith. The opening sequence is an on-stage adaptation of their heaven and hell. The snake is purveyor of their mayhem, playing the scene like the devil challenging the authority of the Hollywood god. I hope you enjoy the song! It’s not perfect but it’s a head start. Enjoy.

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I am sorry I have been MIA from Tumblr for a month, but I had personal issues that the internet seemed rather minor update. I have been cast aside in the vicious cycle and I have felt unloved, rejected, disappointed, and perceived as a monster. Thankfully, I watched the film Frozen and I noticed a character exactly like me. I believe Disney designed its most selfless and beloved heroine in its history. She has my same fears and pains that I do not believe I can ever overcome them, but she taught me to let it go. I can’t’ conceal my emotions anymore. I desire to be freed from everybody’s perception of me because it shouldn’t define me. All of my life, I thought I was a bad person because I was neglected and abused. I never thought I deserved love and seeing Elsa, it made me watch the damage parents can do to their children. I never had a real loving hug before I left them. I never had a real advice before. I have to let it go, for myself. I’ve been suicidal. I am feeling suicidal. I don’t know if these wounds will heal, but if a character like Elsa, who has been through a kingdom of isolation without any real contact with humanity and survive, I want to survive like her. I am not the failure my parents and teachers said I would be. I am not the “slut,” “bastard,” and “bitch” my former siblings would say to me. I am not that ugly monster people seem to view me as. I don’t think I have any real talent in me. I wish I did, but some people aren’t born with that kind of magic, but if Elsa taught me anything, it was to let someone it to love you because you need a friend. I want a friend, somebody to love me in return. I want to just let it go, let go of the past and all the negativity that surrounds me.

I never thought there would be a day where my love for Ariel would be matched by another character but just seeing Frozen and watching Elsa makes me want to go harder for my dreams. Ariel told me fight and sacrifice to be A Part of Your World but years of abuse, neglect, pain, and fear made never complete anything because I lived in isolation thinking I was a monster in human form. Elsa taught me to Let It Go. Idina, you are my Queen. I thank you for playing Elsa and Elphaba because I identify with your characters so much. It’s why I love you so much. When I want to commit suicide, I think of you and you help me live because you’re my idol.

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Indirectly, the reason why I am writing this project and writing about sexploitation and media manipulation through handlers and sex slaves is because I grew up listening and loving Selena Quintanilla Perez. She was my idol and icon. I wanted to look like her, be like her, sing like her, dance like her.

Marlon Brando once said of Selena that she, in quote, "She is a very special and very beautiful girl.  She has a gift."

When Brando, the ultimate hunk of the 50's and 60's tells the world she was gorgeous woman with a gift, it usually means you're a the most gorgeous girl in the world and the world is your oyster. She was the ultimate bombshell.

Problem is, that she was the ultimate child star exploited as a cash cow. She paid the ultimate price of fame and was screwed over by her father (who was her handler) and a fan obsessed and hired to kill Selena as a blood sacrifice. She was the beautiful exotic sex kitten muse who died all too young and seemed too naive to understand what she was a pawn. She is a victim of the establishment's media manipulation.

I remember the day she died all too well. I was in kindergarten. I was 6 years old and it was March 31, 1995. I was on a field trip to Parrot Jungle. I was wearing a purple and white striped leotard with jean shorts and Velcro strapped LA Gear light up pink sneakers. I came home from the trip at 3:30. My grandmother gave me water, a Cuban ham and cheese sandwich with fries, and strawberry jello. My aunt called my grandma. The Spanish news headlines were as follows:

"Selena Quintanilla Perez Murio:" She died. It was the first moment I realized death existed. I hated it. I could not fathom how people could kill others. What's the point. You basically signed your own life away. Her father's blood sacrifice was complete. She only had 15 years to succeed and then die. This girl was so gorgeous but oh so naive. She was a victim, a pawn in the game. Her dad already had movie rights to her life by the time she died and she got a bio-pic two years after her death. Jennifer Lopez's career exploded. She also exploited her image early on and mimicked her laugh and gestures to be famous. 

The reason for this: I'm drawing inspiration from Selena to create the image Kirsten James, the gullible sexpot who was too naive to let go.

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Alright, I have been in a bit of an upheaval. I really didn't post anything for a week and that was my bad. I really had nothing to say. I still need to finish the plan. Making the budget sucks. I need to do the index cards. I need to fix the script. In short, I need to do many things. I will keep you guys posted on ideas that concoct.

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We live in White America right about now. In Texas, 16 year old bastard prick got sentenced to a lenient 10 years of probation for underage drinking and plowing over four people--- killing them. His defense, "woe is me. I'm white. I'm not aware of the law because I'm too damn stupid to pay attention to the world and school. Nope. Not me. I have a silver spoon permanently stuck up my ass, I shit sticks of gold."  Apparently white rich people get exonerated and the law of affluenza on their side to keep them from going to jail.

This is exactly why this project, The Arts of Chaos, needs to be made. It's a social experiment to determine how far and how depraved our humanity has come. Easton Caldwell is the catalyst to this liberation to the realities our establishment and savagery. He understand how the world works and how to make noise is in this society. By disrupting White America's order, Caldwell has the platform to expose their crimes and arrogance.

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I want to say that working on this project is cathartic because I really can explain and let go of all the baggage I collected for 25 years. The feelings of neglect, abandonment, low self-worth, bullying all climatically reaching the apex that is The Arts of Chaos. I feel like Michael Jackson to be honest. I feel like every little thing makes me want to scream. I don't have anybody. I don't have a home, a friend, family, a bed, a bedroom. The car I own is driven more by a friend that me and I rarely use it for my self. I don't have a working cell phone. I have no money. I have enclosed myself away from the world, like a prisoner in well. I have no sunlight to see the end of a tunnel. I know that if and when this project because popular and "mainstream" that I will openly invite the rest of the maggots to get me but it's fine because the feeling of wanting to scream is already there. This film is a social experiment about fame and fortune and everything the goes with it. It is about who we really are in our most basic state of humanity. I want to scream. I want everyone to leave me the fuck alone. All I want to do is sit here and work on this damn project. Don't talk to me. Don't speak to me. Just go away... I know I will meet those parasites who will tell me there my biggest fan and follow me until the very end but in reality, they want to see the person on top fall from grace (like Britney, Gaga, Amanda, etc.). I'm grounded guys. I won't fall because I know when to get rid of the fair weathered friends. Do you guys feel that way at times?

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Do you realize???? Flaming Lips playing in background while doing my business plan that will never end but listen, if this project makes it, you guys were my fans from the very beginning. I had an audition today and it was fantastic. I got so much compliments. The only flaw I have.... I talk to loud and the mic is sensitive. That's aura. I'm very, very loud. Mama, I'm a big girl now. So slather me in diamonds. I'm going to do just fine. I want to gather all my notes to begin reworking Chaos. Apparently, sacrificing a baby is too much.... 

Relax! I didn't spoil much since it's not in the script anymore. I've got to make this into a rated R feature. I don't want NC-17 BS. People need to see this film. 

Carry on... I'll be back later today with more excitement.

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Tonight, I will be watching Gone with the Wind on the big screen. I am the living embodiment of Scarlett O'Hara. Vivacious, reviled, ambitious, spoiled, determined, stubborn.... I am everything that is both wrong and right in this world. I want to be seen as a lady but at last I am scoundrel. I want an Ashley and I have dated many Ashley's. My last boyfriend, the real life Patrick Quinn, is the ultimate Ashley Wilkes. I need a Rhett Butler in my life. I nee someone that will spoil me when I want to be exalted but plant my feet on the ground when I need to be grounded. I need someone who recognizes and is proud to admit his flaws and remind me I am a human being, not a trophy. That's why I need a Rhett Butler. I am Scarlett incarnate but only this time, I won't allow my vulgar display of pandering to an illusion be my downfall. 

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Seeing Matt Smith leave the Doctor Who franchise is like having a death in the family. I am still not over David Tennant's departure. I love his sweet smile and childlike quality.

So what does this have to do with The Arts of Chaos. I am continuing the business plan after a few depressing days. The film is gaining some supporters who believe in this project and want to fix it to tip top shape.

By the way, Matt's last episode as the Doctor is on Christmas Day. What a gutted feeling.

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I love Beetlejuice and I am excited that I am at a screenwriting workshop. Wish me luck.

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This is project mayhem--- The Arts of Chaos in the flesh and in neon black-light. This is how I want to create the look of the Art Titles for Chaos. A Massive rave party hosted by Easton Caldwell with awesome music around for everybody. Welcome to a world painted by pain and deceit. Where tears draw your gossip. And your smile is a sign of defeat. This is The Arts of Chaos like you've never seen it before.