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The Actor I.ii

By Asa Montreaux  Int. Zac’s bedroom within the apartment Jackie is getting dressed, quickly putting on her jeans, though there is really nowhere to go. So she starts talking to him.  Jackie: Anything you want to do? Zac: No, I just want to chill. I’m going to read those scripts. Jackie: The ones he sent over? Zac: Yea, those ones, the ones Lars sent. Jackie: Well, alright. I’ll just be watching tv. I assume you know it’s almost nine o’clock? Zac: I do, I’m always on set so late. Jackie: Me too, I was today as well. You know when you’re filming, you’re there all the time. Zac: For sure, you’re there half the day. Takes up your life. The pays good though. Jackie: Yea, it really is. One day they’ll give you twenty million. Zac: Maybe they will. Hmm, they definitely may. Jackie: Me as well? Zac: I can’t predict the future. And you’re still early in your career. Jackie: That’s true. One day. I hope to be where you are. Zac: I like that.  They look at each other, and the momen...

Song Oct. 31

By Asa Montreaux  It wasn’t the first time And I needed one thing from you They always thought they could be you Now they want me just to crop them in I’m the right size, and maybe that seemed A little too real,  And it was only a thin veneer I ain’t gone lovin’ you like that Could it be they thought I’d want to do that? Could it be you could push me past that point? When love wasn’t love and we’d only been pretending a long time. When you were already gone and it’d be me All alone In the end she pushed her, Like they always do. And it was the end, the end of things. Did she say she was me, She ain’t me. Could it be you weren’t right for me? I’ve felt the vacuity the whole time. He wasn’t that short; And it wasn’t really the way it would be Could it be I was not unhappy? Could it be they said I couldn’t be there, And so I wasn’t there. This is all to say she’ll be somewhere away from us Someday soon

The Actor I

By Asa Montreaux  Setting: Parking garage, downtown la Leo(Zac): Hang on baby, we have one more minute.  He drops the bomb device, and runs back to Quinn. He takes her hand and they run out of the parking garage, into the stairwell. They head down the stairs to the exit. As they exit to the first level, Gregorivic is there and blocks them off. He has a gun in hand.  Gregorivic: Stop there, Leo. You were too close to getting away. For comfort. Leo(Zac): No we have to make it out of here. There’s no time. Gregorivic: You’re not going anywhere. Not on my watch. Leo(Zac): But we have to get out of her. That’s bombs gonna go. Please. Come with us. Gregorivic: Nope. It’s other me, or you. And it’s gonna be me. (He points the gun right at Leo’schest.) Leo:  Come on now, let’s talk this through. We just gotta get out of here. Gregorivic: It was too late when you decided to save her. He fires the gun at Leo chest. Leo dives and grabs Quinn and they duck and roll out of the wa...

Song Oct. 9 2021

By Asa Montreaux  We’re further apart because it’s me You can’t seem to read I already know what it is You can trust me  Every thought is accessible to me Everything you’re feeling I can feel If I want to You’re not alone inside, you don’t have to tell me, I already know There’s always another place, if you always live the same We need you to be mutable, We need to be able to trust you, To live up to a higher standard, So you have more to say and the better you behave, Would you be someone we want, Are you sure we want someone? Are you sure they told you could come? Or would it save your life to never leave? They made it sound better than could be true, And maybe you’re running from nothing now, Freedom was all around you, Did someone want to take that from you. There’s no lawlessness here, Though there is corruption, There is misbehaviour, There is danger You’re not alone inside, you don’t have to tell me, I already know I could tell you what’s right before you leave If you t...

Oct 8 2021 songs

By Asa Montreaux  Leave me now Get up and go, Or I’ll have to spend the whole night up with you. I don’t trust you, but I had a minute ago. Is that what you think? It was a risk, but not for the risk, We never knew that years ago, Had we? I long for the cold shivers of your body, Or was I always imagining it.  The moment entangled between me and you, It was for the pleasure and the pretending, Pretending we were perfect for each other. What's it matter?  If I knew what it was you wanted to do after. I liked the moments the future didn’t distract your pleasure Away from me a little. It was a risk, but not for the risk, We never knew that years ago, Had we? One, two, three, You couldn’t have expected that, But your still not in love, And no one ever knew that.  Leave me now Get up and go, Or I’ll have to spend the whole night up with you. ------------------------------------ I can’t ignore the rest, But I wanted to feel a love, I know you wanted to. You can love me, Ca...

Song -- Oct 7 2021.

By Asa Montreaux  Paradise is in your mind They’ll land where they land Light up the sky After they’re out of the planes Their cars, but we need not fight  There always seems like two sides To every situation We can’t stay here, we can’t go back, So move forward? We’re all for all kinds of changes We want paradise in our lives But you can’t plant a flag there, You can live three hours away, near the Rockies  Or the Pennine, or you can always visit, anywhere, Anytime, there is life after covid, we can pick up and move again, It’s not a spot for forever, consider it time for a change, maybe If you were there before They’ll land where they land Light up the sky After they’re out of the planes Their cars, but we need not fight  Paradise, Pa-ra-dise, is in your mind Paradise, is in your mind Times of peace, are in sight,  But we can’t let the same lines divide Everyday is a time to agree to put the biggest Differences aside, and agree to change. Agree to be human bei...

Song Oct 3 2021

 By Asa Montreaux  I’ll write you a love song Pencil you in as my friend You’ll buy the diamond ring When you’re inclined When we were young, We played indoors, I wrote when you were home When my friends were at home When we were older we held each other My hand held your world Spun it, flicked it, caressed it Those years are gone, now I’ll write you a love song The you’s will listen away But they ain’t really you, But they ain’t really you, I’ll write you a love song, I’ll write you a love song, When we were young, We played indoors, I wrote when you were home When my friends were at home In later years I’m surfin’ For the meaning of life Through time It did change I’ll write you a love song The you’s will listen away But they ain’t really you, But they ain’t really you.

Song Oct 2 2021

By Asa Montreaux  You, the princess of pleasure, Meet me, The king of Venus, Wanna come? Hotter nearer, Louder near, Are you feeling more alive? Celestial intertwining’s above the sky You and I  A perfect measure  Of love in the world Are you feeling more alive? Hotter nearer, Shaky landing, Velvet floors, Natural pools, Are you feeling more alive? You, the princess of pleasure, Meet me, The king of Venus, Wanna come? Celestial intertwining’s above the sky You and I  A perfect measure  Of love in the world I’ll read your mind I’ll evacuate your demons I’ll be your heart You and I A perfect measure Of love in the world Are you feeling more alive? ------- xoxo

Songs oct 1 2021

By Asa Montreaux  Away from there, We are nearly here, crossing the threshold We evolve, we fall apart If love survives, It won’t be the between us In days like these  We try to be ourselves We try to be ourselves In a foreign state Times froze Times froze If love survives, It won’t die to me, I won’t die to you for it In days like these,  We die to be ourselves, We die to be ourselves. We leave the bridge to cross To another love. We are nearly here, If love survives,  It won’t die to me,  I won’t die to you for it One day I will live in love One day I will live in love With you. -------------------------- There is a place in there for you, We like to go there me and you, Under, under, where they make no sound. A cave in my heart A cavern in my love for you. Echoes through your atmosphere Sonar to the eyes Of another learning To feel for you. Above they bewitched our love, The spell of your heart reaches through to me, We like to go there, me and you, Under, un...

Next me

By Asa Montreaux  They pretty much line them up like thank you, next?  That’s not fair and it hadn’t been the time I don’t discover them for you, And they prefer not to work for you 10g 6 0 Reverse me People wonder where my friends went Yea they died,  Hello playa, you dead Welcome to the world They kill ya next You feel nada Don Quixote never been Granada See you manana So I feel? They say they hunt you here. Men? Yees. Anyways I had probably even been with your mamma?  Yes this is Tom Holland. See the not fire me sign. I wan twenty million dolla! I Asian! Give me five if you will give me ten Give that guy a hacksaw ridge Not a 250,000 grand? Okay. So that’s not me. promise

Catcher in the Rye 2 1.5

By Asa Montreaux  Being the same as everyone else, is not my style, though that what I was describing. That’s what I always wanted not to do. But If it could get me out of here, and on to the next thing, then it’d be heaka worth it, I think. Everyone who would care to know would to tell you I am no phony. Hope there’s lots of phonies reading this. That’s cool. * My appointment with the doctor came around. It was only the next day. I walked in and sat right down on the seat, and I hope he didn’t misinterpret my eagerness to be over with it, as eagerness for psychotherapy. I a lot didn’t want to be psychoanalyzed. ‘Hello, Holden,’ he said to me.  ‘Hi, Doc. What’s the latest.’ ‘I want to see how you’re doing. See how we’re moving along.’ ‘Very well, sir.’ I tried to answer right normal. ‘Thing are going awesome. I feel really well, sir.’ ‘Okay, that’s good,’ he said. ‘And tell me why,’ he added. ‘Well, you see doc,’ I started out. ‘I’ve been trying out that thing you suggested, a...

and they made me feel terrible

By Asa Montreaux  I don’t want anything for the people of this country, I want something better for the country at the same time, I do want something better for the people that are with me, and for all The people of tomorrow. Year after year, they slung insults at my hologram, and I took it all personally, I do realize what I often realized now, and I take it as an explanation. They believed I was not here in the city, or even the country. Come visit. It was the upmost control they could possibly think of, and the sad truth is they all went mad, all these screaming women, And it was too hard to admit until now. And they all had reached me, and they made me feel terrible. And they had interrupted my life. Unfortunately it was not their hologram, most unfortunately I don’t mean to switch, I meant to tell you you're corrupt. You’re not Andrew, and I am. You’re not Morag, and I meant to trick everyone into thinking the student not there, Was a woman. Because they switch twenty percent ...

Poem Sep 19 2021

 By Asa Montreaux  With it you can buy your house  You can buy your lake house Where you have your memories with your family Your kids, You parents, before they die Your portion of heaven, away your place close to work which  You can’t be, if you can’t afford it Your atmostphere influences your mood, your thoughts,  And if its modern and structured, It will promote better ideas And if its old and tacky It will promote generalities and dead art And with it you can open your doors to people, Without you have no space, Without you have no grub to spare, Without you face the harshest, the most basic fight of all, That we all face, or avoid, the struggle for survival. With it you have a college education, and your kids have college educations,  Shiny Ivy degrees for three hundred grand Money spent well, is money spent ethically. A 300,000 grand apartment in Greenwich and a drug habit would have been A mistake, But the enrichment of all Western thought, or of mod...

Poem sept 17 2021

By Asa Montreaux  What I didn’t want is to feel I can achieve nothing, I wanted the dream to end. All my life, especially the last decade,  People following me, teasing me, hitting on me So hard, threatening me, ruining my days, Not a lost decade, But for invisible Andrew, sometimes it felt  A lot was lost. Recovery was always possible, it had happened before, That he’d achieved the unthinkable, That’s how good a lucid dreamer,  I am. I want to be past hiding.  I want to be past feeling helpless, Because there’s lots I can do, Now that I’m here. Is this where the problem is. What if the problem is a where, and not a who? A place that harasses foreigners,  That eats people? So far away, so small, you not hear a thing, And nothing would escape the town. And yet within it, they talk and talk? How do we get along, Vancouver, Or when do you let me escape? Because it’s been nine months. 9-18-2021 That’s tomorrow. And it’s not an insignificant number. I want to hi...

Journal entry 3.3

By Asa Montreaux  After things cooled down a bit, I was able to go live with my mother in New York. I could come out of hiding. They just said on the reports on TV that it was a big weight off my shoulders, and that I can get back to my career. Jamie was no longer following every day. So I had a kind of freedom, a partial freedom restored. My mom wasn’t in danger because of him anymore. It seemed he’d leave me mostly alone, and her alone entirely. This was after I had found enough evidence to show he was a stalker, and a vicious one. When they announced this all on tv, no one knew he tried to kill me every day, and like with guns, or sharp objects, trying to grab me, and trying to stab me, bullet holes being filled after they were shot just past me, every time he just missed me. SO that mostly behind me, was a great thing.  Being a kid, I had missed my mom, but I hadn’t cried about it. I didn’t need to be with her every second, but I feel often as I felt at the time, people di...

A journal entry 3.2

By Asa Montreaux  I was enabled to continue living my life in the present. Being graduated from grade school at such an early age, and even high school, made for a lot of free time. It seemed I was too young for university, but if there was nothing else holding me back, then I might as well just study. If it was as a satellite student, then everything would go fine. I could attend courses, but I’d largely be excused, and there wouldn’t be much opportunity for conflict with older, and much larger peers.  As I already mentioned, I began taking courses at MIT, and they were in physics. It went so well, after a semester and a half, it didn’t seem there was a professor more knowledgeable than me. Unfortunately it was below my level, and also I was so young, so they preferred I stopped taking courses, though they were more than happy to award me a degree. This is where these people were really getting in the way, and I learned more about this as I travelled back to the past as ai. T...

Fame (june 2021)

By Asa Montreaux  There is no one in the world that is more talked about than One person. Than me.  And go figure. Fame is crazy. They, some people Out there obsess over us They talk about us when we’re around I’m around. And the most famous person in the media Is me. It’s what they’re writing about It’s what you talk about, whether you realize it or not So consider it All of me that is famous Underground, through all the circuits, through all The electronic wires, Asa Montreaux.

To be close and far at different times. (june 2021)

By Asa Montreaux  To be so worked up to do everything you need To change your life.  Then you back down and fold, rather do something to stay perfectly comfortable. Before it seemed necessary to escape your pain and then the way you seemed so full with pain you’d rather stay where you are physically and spiritually. Not moving forward in your life at all. That’s depression. And waking up the next day and suffering from the same thoughts. That’s I suppose a depressive disorder. An illness more than, longer than a Single episode. To be so close and so far at different times. So near to one another, it seemed like they happened a thousand times At once. That’s the way I would feel, every day. Until the pain is so great that You had to force yourself to do all the things you don’t want to like Ask for help. Asking for help is one of the steps that is necessary To get out of it. All the steps together to restart your life. Because depression is only the worst kind Of Grief. You mis...

A journal entry 3.1

By Asa Montreaux  In the year 2007, I had an experience that I am still trying to get a handle of. While I came to terms with it emotionally a long while ago, the ramifications in the world around, and in the world beyond the local, are something I am still trying to completely correct.  It seems there is corruption in the world, and I accept that now. I was aware of it in 2007, but I am cognizant of it now in 2021 as something that exists on its own. There is corruption in the world, that is a fact. And I have found it to be a fact that there is a lot of corruption in the world. What that meant to me is I was being defrauded, and my life was being endangered. I suppose I would say my rights were not being respected, as well. Though my life being endangered was certainly the most serious, and also the most immediate thing on my mind. So today I would argue strongly that there are con artists out there always, who are ready to make money or intellectual property or whatever els...

Adore you

By Asa Montreaux  Oh honey Just let me be there for you just let me adore you It’s the only thing I’ll ever do Walk in your rainbow paradise Hallucinations mad will wrap you back into  This life with us. Wake up to enjoy Everyday’s quiet need. I get so lost inside your eyes. Refeeling getting lost with me is all anyone ever wanted Trust me Would you believe it? You don’t have to say you love me. I just need to tell you something. Lately you’ve been on my mind. Oh honey.  Let the past stay with you. Hang on and watch it with the future Watch the present while you live it Watching is fun Just let me adore you. It’s the only thing I’ll ever do.

Intentions

By Asa Montreaux  Intentions Picture perfect you don’t need no filter. May you always be strong and faithful Shower you with all my intentions My only intention Is to change people’s live in a small way So lasting, they will truly be a different Person afterwards. Heart full of equity you’re an asset. We want you. We want you on our team. To save the world.  It’s not corny. Because I’m deathly serious. And by the time I say it. It is not corny Anymore.

I can save the world

By Asa Montreaux  I can save the world. I can save the world. Doubt that the son doth move. Don’t doubt that I can make a difference. And in an instant. Doubt that the stars are fire. A star can be someone doing something intelligent And oddly affecting.  Doubt that truth be a liar. There is no way I can explain to you the enormity of my Influence and the feeling of strength I have and the power I have When I dig deep But never doubt that I love. With deep compassion as the center of my actions I intend to save the world. From everything.

Catcher in the Rye 2 1.4

By Asa Montreaux  ‘And really Holden, do you have a problem with the way everyone else behaves?’ ‘The way everyone else behaves, you mean like you feel everyone has one way of behaving?’ ‘Well of course. Everyone except for the mentally ill. Like you, Holden. And criminals. There is a proper way to behave and everyone follows the rules.’ ‘Well I get like decorum.’ ‘No, Holden. A way to act all of the time. Your personality is, I must say, not right.’ ‘What do you mean? Everyone’s allowed to have their own personality?’ ‘What made you think that Holden? Everyone must have a personality that is agreeable to everyone else. There is the one ideal personality.’ ‘I think I might have the wrong office.’ ‘Don’t go anywhere Holden.’ ‘Okay. So there are right behaviors in every situation?’ ‘Of course. There are. It’s while you are here that you have to learn them.’ ‘But how?’ ‘Well,’ he took off his glasses, like he was a very sensitive and quietly intelligent man. ‘I suggest you watch the s...

Journal entry 6

By Asa Montreaux  So it went on like that throughout the year. Leading up to the tournament, he tried to kill every night he was around. And to be bluntly honest, sometimes someone stepped in and shot him, dead. Someone from around, and maybe not. It was never me and I never asked, but it was whoever. Most of the time he wasn’t around in the day, and the whole day. But as I mentioned, he would hang out all night with a gun. And so maybe. I was in trouble with a gang, and obviously there was just a gang after me. I was not in trouble at all. It had to do with the fame I had, and the money I had. I was in Vancouver a lot that semester, though I was back and forth from here in LA. After the end of the school year, as this was the spring semester, I chose to not do that anymore. It seemed there were reasons to be here at the time though. I was playing junior a though I won’t say were, and I actually missed quite a few games. I had other responsibilities. I wasn’t playing any junior b, ...