1. Tomoshibi
A
blinking gleams through total darkness.
Opens up the universe, we are born.
Waterfalls
thrush splash burst forth from darkness and give way to ponds, lakes, oceans,
streams. All water on earth is forming,
ebbing tides flow into one another, Yin Yang formations intertwine and creates
conditions for life to thrive.
Fast
forward; wild vegetation, deep mist, feral roars, a thick jungle emits fresh
yet moist heavy air. Peer through the
face slapping leaves to find ancient stone monuments, angular, Mayan temples
with large, long steep steps. A row of
people in brown hoods slowly walk up the steps into the temple. Clandestine ritual performance. They chant ominously, but monotone, with low
energy. There is an unsettling
feeling.
2. Samadhi
Inside
the Temple, a large cauldron being swirled about. The cauldron shows a ripping image of a
Victorian woman on her balcony sighing into the night air. Melancholy longing, “Where is he? He’s never late…” Zoom back out of the cauldron to the temple
and ritual. Missing man is tied up,
struggling, a hostage of the cult. Cult
releases him, for they have empathy.
They explain they took him from the future, the time period with the
Victorian woman. They need his knowledge
for themselves. The tribal cult is
facing an environmental disaster. They
point to the sky. Meteor looming over
head.
“How can
we prevent this calamity from the sky?” The cult leader asks the man from the
future.
The
hostage man stands, slips his arms deeper into his majestic Victorian kingly
robed sleeves. He pulls out magical
lines, purples and blues, making pictures in the sky in front of the
meteor. He traces an ancient language,
an iridescent incantation against the meteor.
Little
by little, bits of the meteor disappear, as if being erased by a giant cosmic
pencil eraser. The man continues
performing his magic. The sky clears, no
more fiery glow of doom overhead. The
tribal cult people all prostrate before the Victorian Magician Man. After bowing and praying, they begin a feast
for their victory and celebrate the hero they stole from the future. They promise to return him to his time soon. The night fades away peacefully.
3. Shiunkai
A
detailed look at the banquet for the hero.
Tribesmen giving toasts, raising glasses for the hero. Very noble, very honorable.
4. Tenshingoso - Earth, Wind, Fire, Water and Spirit
The time portal opens for the hero to return
to Victorian Era. Snap, crackle, pop,
the sky rips open. Hero steps inside the
wormhole. Wormhole closes.
Back to
total blackness, but now the hydrid waterfalls from the beginning spout
smaller. A more tame jungle appears from
the void. A more elegant array of fleurs
and more placid wildlife. Peer through
the beauteous yet trimmed leaves, and there’s the woman on her balcony in
Victorian time. The sun is rising. The man has returned home to his time, to his
love, to where he belongs.
5. Ki No Nagare - The Way of Energy Flow
Beautiful
church music can be heard from the man’s bed.
Sunlight overwhelms the window and unleashes a merciless plunge of
healthy morning glow into the room.
Sporadic rainbows throughout the room, reflected from hanging window
prisms.
6. Eikoh - Power and Energy
Man up
and about in town. 10 am sun activates
the crowds. Town is alive with optimism,
hustle and bustle. Old timey balloons,
genuine clowns, women in large fluffy frilly pastel dresses. Children playing in the town fountain.
7. Tawamure - Cosmic Dance
Day has
finished. Night time, zoom out, birds
eye view of the country. Various lights
are being shut off, watch the map gradually black out. Simultaneously, stars peep out of the black
sky, becoming more visible in lieu of the house lights. Night bird strides past. Wisps of wind kiss anyone still outside at
this hour.
Tiny
mystical creatures come out to innocently play.
Faeries, gnomes, invisible night pranksters and other fluttery fun
fiends. They each emanate some kind of
sparkle, some kind of glow, some type of bioluminescent trailing in this calm
yet cheerful night.
8. Karado Wa Uchu No Message - The Body is a Message of the Universe
Zoom out of the town, way out. Zoom out of the earth, Zoom out of the
universe. See it all. Nebulae, galaxies, all sorts of cosmic beauties. Credits begin to roll. Unknown Celestial Choir sings while credits
span across the universe in various speeds and formations, changing depending
on tempo, rhythms, instrumentation and all that.
