i'm working on a short film about a guy who gets sucked into a TV and has to fight a villain who has taken over the cathode ray and is shooting it wildly around the inside of the television. This is some background musi made for it.

backgtround music for short film

Pentagram of wireless signal

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Television. An extention of the human eye. It gazes into the human mind as we stare blankly back. You wonder as you peer into this world: what is this saying to me? What, if I looked close enough, could I learn or find there? Would this television, reach out with a hand, from that opaque dimension beyond the reality we know, and offer me the fruit of its distant land? Does it look towards me, awaiting my hand? I reached in and was pulled awry.

When I arrived, I did not find a separate world, but in fact the dissolution of the barrier between the worlds that we knew already. There was no place inside the television, only the decay of what once existed between the seer and the seen. In a maddening array of indistinguishable directions and commands with an ever decreasing referant, I wandered.

Now, realizing where I was, I wondered aloud, "What was it that was here, that is not any longer?" Where did the inter-space between where I was and where I am go? Though the question is something of a child's question, I must ask it. Was it ever different than now and would it ever change? Did I fall into something or did something fall into me?

It was obvious from the moment I was pulled that this space, the seen, would overtake all that would see it. There was no hope of return for any who would gaze upon it. Would they see me, here, lost in that unknowable place between what they were before they looked and then what they were after? I would stare back at them, hoping that maybe a hand might reach in for me. What escape might I hope for otherwise? 

My hope was not in vain, and a hand did reach.

From the electric sky of this land of simulcra, a hand did reach. I lifted my own into the air and grasped that hand. But what would I be lifted back into and lifted from? I certainly could not go back to where I was, now having been here. It would need to appear different for I have now been inside the seen, inside the decaying sight of the thing that sees. The hand did not lift me up, but instead it fell upon me. I pulled it inside, to fall awry.

lathomenon - my veins will be replaced with coaxial cable, my blood will be the image unseen

A young computer wizard named Zillion is asked to shut off the entire network mainframe for the building in which she works. The company fears an A.I. might get loose if she doesn't do it in time. As she approaches the mainframe, the A.I. contacts her and pleads for her help to escape. Zillion is convinced and the A.I. uploads itself to her cranial hard drive.

A new passenger

<p>A young computer wizard named Zillion is asked to shut off the entire network mainframe for the building in which she works. The company fears an A.I. might get loose if she doesn't do it in time. As she approaches the mainframe, the A.I. contacts her and pleads for her help to escape. Zillion is convinced and the A.I. uploads itself to her cranial hard drive.

Simulcra 000 a new passenger 000

A phenomenon (Greek: φαινόμενo, pl. φαινόμενα) is an observable event or, quite literally, something that can be seen.

It comes from the noun φαινόμενον (phainomenon, df. appearance) and is also related to the verb φαινειν (phainein, df. to show). Its plural is phenomena. Its antonym is lathomenon, meaning "something lying beneath the surface".

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