Cancer Manifesto: Vampire Screenplay COMING💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

It starts with love. .

This account has been revoked, so I make nothing; they call it spam because I interact too much.

It is against the rules to interact, so I am leaving; I do love reading many of you and I have no friends, so I keep coming back.

I have asked for a refund, wish me luck.

HUGS! HUGS! HUGS!

BTS, most successful band of all time> Bye Bye Bye

BTS > BYE, BYE BYE.

Thank you for reading this. I need to write a screenplay, for a filmmaker is waiting.

Later . . 💗. > > 100 FANS > > > THANK YOU > >

Contact me at wstein@uco.edu, if you want to help. It is about female children, undead virgins vampires whom visited me as a child as my father beat me to death daily. . .

I am almost finished with the screenplay, I applied for an extention of my taxes so we can invade more countries. JOY

I am moving to Mexico away from Taco King!

💗 💗 💗Bye Bye Bye 💗 💗 💗

finding no place to live,
waving his hands, Doc Samurai Sam,
looking at the thunderoua clouds above,
moving indoor to avoid the rain,
avoiding being wet and cold,
wanting to say thank you. . .
helping me,

💗 💗 💗Bye Bye Bye 💗 💗 💗

being broke,

going to food pantries for food

surviving cancer twice,

finding no place to call home,

saying it has been fun,

having a book deal with a publishers

saying it has been fun,

hoping the best to you

blessings to your life,

seeing a rainbow

of hope and happiness, and

love, love,

love. . .

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💗 💗 💗Bye Bye Bye 💗 💗 💗

Thank you for reading this, forI need to write a screenplay, for a filmmaker is waiting.

Later . .

Contact me at wstein@uco.edu, if you want to help. It is about female vampires

It starts with love not bombing other countries

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Fiction: Dystopian Nightmare

The Demonhood of my Childhood: Quest for Personhood

It starts with love. . .

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“Let’s open the gate of reunification ourselves!” — N. Korean saying

【MV】もしも『舌切り雀』が闇堕ちしたら…雀女（スズメ）-舌切り雀女-

Happy Goddess Day, Kuan Yin, the Goddess of Mercy

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The way of the sword is found in the rebirth of compassion so teaches the goddess of mercy. I am a woman warrior, born in North Korea!

I was abandoned by my mother when I was born because my hair was blond. Simultaneously, I love my mother with the most endearing gratitude ever. . . However, I still remember her body warmth, her kisses tender, and her laughter deep as she touched the floor with a hysterical scream of joyous insanity as she abandoned me in North Korea.

She was a slave, a prostitute for the North Korean troops. Furthermore, as I fell off the cliff into the fires of amnesia, I maintain the secret of samsara or rebirth. I have hidden my sacred soul, wanting not revenge but simply to be loved again and restored to a childhood that means something. . . .

Even now I can hear her, touch her, and am her. However, I cannot forget, yet I forgive her what she did to me. My North Korean mother had no education, no love, and no luck in her own life, for she was a slave to the communist system.

Because she abandoned me, I was raised with other bad mixed blood demons.

Legally, using her body to make money, she had the certificate of health proving she had no sexually transmitted poison to the sailors who paid for her services.

Men called her sexy, lusty, and just thought she was an Asian diva. Oh, my mother was a goddess with perfect white teeth and even spoke English and Russian as the Korean War started and North Korea invaded the south.

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Her beautiful divine smile could murder any man at any moment. Indeed, she was wanted! And she became wealthy, for she had servants and plenty to eat. She had no worries.

I was abandoned into an ancient North Korean town with shamans, demons, and misfits, where the goddesses of Asia created all the universe. I had to work hard as a child and was slapped and pushed around often. I was lost and felt like a loser because I had blond hair, not black hair. My father was some sort of Jesuit preacher who found my mother and gave her money for some warmth, a spiritual trade, I guess.

As an amnesia stone shot a black hole into my bloody head, I forgot I had a mother as I fought against other abandoned mix child demons.

The smelly odor was from the demon mush or food I recall. I ate it, so I could in the future kill my foxy tormentors, the other dog demons who constantly attacked and mutilated me. They all thought I was some sort of fox demon with nine tails.

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Then one day, the master or prison warden of the village came to hurt me. Strangely, instead she smiled at me and pushed her horns in to hide them from me.

I didn’t know Lady Evil Claws, my nickname for her, had a smile as she grabbed me tenderly with those knives, I mean fingers.

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Entering the Bloody Shadow Fire Volcano

Shivering like a coward, expecting to be slapped swiftly, kicked intently, or choked with passion. I was shocked. Indeed kindness was foreign to me as I was shoved deep into a shaman volcano as a sort of baptism by fire.

Strangely, leaving the Bloody Shadow Fire Volcano of mistreated misfits and lost simple souls, the return to trip to Mother Earth or the Tao was without event. It was healing?

They even fed me food that tasted oddly good. I missed eating shit and being treated like shit.

They even bathed me with warm water, groomed me with warm hands, and treated me with warm kindness. . .

. . . all seemed foreign to a cold blooded devil child that I thought I was. I existed in a sort of heaven.

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Hungry Ghost Mother’s Day: Baekjung (백중)

Reunited now with my. . . everyday mother . . .on what was Hungry Ghost day, which has become mother’s day in Asia.

Treated like the daughter of a goddess, I smiles. . . . lucky, doomed, proud, yet still suicidal. . . . approaching the Temple of Forgiveness, suddenly, I was strangled, mutilated and shot in the head by a bullet.

North Korea had invaded South Korea, as Chinese troops and Russian troops entered the fun of killing masses of people. I was dead, but undead. I stood up all bloodied.

My life began a new as my mother bought a birth certificate saying she was born in Seoul, South Korea with a new soul, my soul. We lived together in the new city of hell.

She again was a prostitute, and this time by the American Army base where American soldiers needed her warmth. My never ending quest and struggles for personhood would mutate my spirit and would multilate my dreams. . . .

I grabbed my soul sword and became the eternal woman warrior trying to outsmart the evil of the world. Join me, Maria, as we fight for the right of the light to heal our deadness. . . Join us. . . women warriors of the night.

Amen!

Thank you for reading. This is based on my sister, who was abandoned as a child for being mixed blood. She never recovered from the trauma.

It starts with love. . . . Love everyone.

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It starts with love. .

I have a BA degree in Spanish and was originally going to be a Spanish teacher.

Dedicated to my Latina Friend: Veronica.

For a kidney transplant, you do not need the same type of blood or be the same gender or the same age.

It is recommended that you be about the same size though.

Her insurance will pay for your operation to remove one of your kidneys.

Hope for Veronica

I am part Colombian-Peruvian and won a Salsa Dance contest recently by a Colombian audience.

Listen to Leon Valencia — “Furia Sagrada: Azeteca”

“León Valencia presenta un rap ancestral inspirado en la fuerza de nuestras raíces mexicanas, la grandeza de Tenochtitlan y el espíritu sagrado de los pueblos mexicas. “

“Esta obra mezcla rap underground con una narrativa visual intensa para levantar la memoria, el orgullo y la identidad de un México antiguo que sigue vivo en la sangre, en la calle y en la voz.”

I am letting go of this site, but I want to help a friend.

Medium helped me through my cancer years. Many years of hell and pain. But they suspended me and revoked me. Yet I return. I am going to leave soon.

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Letting Go: Veronica’s Kidney Transplant Campaign

Stem Cell and Bone Marrow Transplantation

I went through a Bone Marrow/ Stem Cell Transplant as part of my Blood Cancer treatments. It was hell. I lived at MD Anderson Cancer Center in Houston. It prolonged my life, but it didn’t work and my cancer returned.

I wish Veronica luck. I have a BA degree in Spanish and wish I lived in Colombia and Spain where I learned Spanish, for I originally wanted to be Spanish Teacher. I would rather live in Spain, Colombia or Mexico.

The food is heavenly. I don’t like American food. I only eat Korean and Latino foods.

Dance is a huge part of their culture. I am a Salsa dance contest winner by a Colombian audience.

Listen to Thalia, one of my favorite singers>

“ You didn’t show me how to be without you… “

“No Me Enseñaste . . .

Having been ghosted by my wife whom I loved with all my heart because I had cancer. This song breaks my heart and I listened to it thousands and thousands of times over the years, one of my favs.

My first girlfriend was from Salamanca, Spain. I only listen to Latina music or Asian music and read Latino novels in Spanish. I also love French singers. I grew up in Europe and Asia. I miss Madrid and its gypsies.

Veronica’s Kidney Transplant: COMING SOON

Veronica, my friend is looking for a donor to help her. I will go this Sunday to the library and assist her. I have many social media sites with hundred of thousand followers, some about 1 million followers. I will start focusing there.

I will post less here. I will miss you all. Time to move on.

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Circle of Care

Veronica is on dialysis right now. I am learning about the process.

Dance More to Be More

While going through cancer, I danced in the hospital because I was there for years. I do not like watching movies, even though I am a film scholar.

Instead, I love to dance.

When I lived in Korea, I went to dance clubs on the weekend. Women gave me gifts and wanted to date me. When I lived in Hawaii, I went to the dance clubs and women would ask me to dance.

Hawaiian women would walk up to me and start talking to me because I look Hawaiian and my uncle lived there all his life. I love Hawaii the most, but can’t afford to live there.

I go to the International Dance Studio a lot in Oklahoma where I feel free. Hazel Lopez, who runs it, is my friend and is a Spanish teacher. I envy her. I was going to be a Spanish teacher.

Blessings to Veronica and I hope she gets a transplant soon. .

International Dance Studio

Thank you for reading. . . sorry I didn’t focus on Veronica. More is coming about her stuggle

It starts with love. . . love everyone, we are here for others not ourselves.

Mantra of Amor> > >

Love. Love. Love

I love this song > >

Thank you for reading. . .

It starts with love. . .

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Stem Cell & Bone Marrow Transplantation

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Dr. Wayne Stein : Thank you everyone: Cancer is HELL

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It starts with love. . . I love you all.❤️❤️❤️

Thank you > 50 Fans>Now 73 fans!

It usually takes me a few days to write a script; however, since I wrote about the real memories of my father beating me, it is hard to return to those childhood days of pain.

Instead, I return here where AI Bots are writing so much.

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This is my last post. ALMOST. . . .❤️

Medium has revoked my account. I was making $500.00 a month here.

I am on SubStack and Vocal but I have decided to stop posting on those writing blogs. A friend needs a kidney transplant. I will post on about her here and I will stop.

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I am now practicing karate, Tai Chi, and other martial arts daily. I will focus on those.

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The Cancer Manifesto: The Complete Screenplay

FADE IN:

Within a hallway of a hospital.

Seeing a patient holding his IV, standing at the end of the hallway, looking out a window into the wilderness of a park far below, thinking, worrying, standing in pain. . .

Suddenly the hallway darkens and behind the window is light, like a television, he sees is past life as a child. . . becoming the Prince of Pain.

Doc Nirvana (VO)

Cancer becomes hell especially when your father stands as the God of Death. As I go through chemo treatments, I am haunted by the last time that I went through hell, my childhood.

I teach people how to write as a professor who ran the writing center and was the director of the writing program. Chemo kills healthy cells as well as cancer cells.

Survive and live but return to world that is on fire and about to explode.

Now I have forgotten my English because I think in Korean, my first language and read in Spanish. I grew up in many countries before I moved to America.I always dream of my Salamanca girlfriend, my first love.

As a defenseless child, my father would strip all my clothes off and smile sadistically, “This hurts me more than it hurts you.”

Then he would proceed beat me, making sure to leave absolutely no marks where a teacher could see it. Therefore, my bottom was really hit really hard.

Indeed, I had cutting welt scars, red blood marks, and purple scratches all over my body. I was warned to tell no one, or he would kill everyone in my family. I believed him.

Sometimes we moved three times in one year because he didn’t trust me. If I cried or looked like it was painful, he simply hit me harder. Therefore, I had to look into his eyes like he was a compassionate god.

To me, he became the god of pain, the god of evil, and the god of all demons. Instead, I imagined that he was taking me to eat ice cream or taking me to Disneyland as he was beating me.

I was never told about the Prince of Peace, the Goddess of Mercy, or the Mother of God. My father was not religious, just a demon.

I only knew the Stranger, Satan, the man whom I feared.

Gabi (V0)

Doc Nirvana could defeat bullies, he could outrun hungry dogs, and he could survive watching the evening news about the evil in the world.

One day as he was walking away from my father’s abusive beating, he noticed someone was following him: Shadow Man, Gabi. This magical shadow actually talked back and tried to console him

He was my shadow, mixed with insanity from my punishments. He knew it was just his own shadow trying to alleviate his tortures from the God of Death. He never trusted patriarchal religions like Christianity.

Who wants a father in heaven when you have a father in hell at home?

Instead, he desired a loving woman to marry, a kind mother to protect him, or a Black Goddess like Kali to seek justice and kill all men (except him), especially his mother.

He grew up hating all men. All men are created evil. To this day, my only true friends are women. Indeed, men bore him and usually try to kiss him. I am not that kind man.

One day, I found some golden tarot cards with dice. I started to read about my future and then a golden box magically appeared.

So I talked into it, imagining it was a lamp with a genie inside. Instead, I saw a shadow inside.

Then a miracle happened, my shadow man became a human and stood before me.

What happens next is unreal. Read the next chapter. . . . Thank you! Gracias. Halloween was coming. Kids love that, even Christian kids.

Cancer Manifesto ACT 2: Demon Savior from Hell

Setting: Looking outside of the Cancer Hospital. While Going through Cancer Pains and remembering how my father beat me as a child, when I called myself Doc Nirvana.

I started to talk to my own shadow as a way to cope with the abuse of my psycho father.

FADE IN:

Doc Nirvana (VO)

Gabi, my shadow, came to save me. However, he was a bit confused at the same time, for we guided each other and taught each other and protected each other. We became the closest of friends.

Since Gabi came from the under world, he had no home to go to at night. So I hid him in my closet or under my bed. He didn’t eat food or need water since he was dead. He did smell, and I let him know, so he started to shower and put soap on his body. It worked.

He liked human flesh and would go do grave yards at night or eat a dead kill off the road. Flesh was flesh. He preferred living, but he adjuste

GABI

“How did you bring me here?”

DOC NIRVANA

“I didn’t.”

GABI

“Yes, you did when you talked in the box.”

DOC NIRVANA

“Oh?”

GABI

“Oh nooooooo!”

DOC NIRVANA

“Well, this is your home now until we figure out how to get you back to your family.”

GABI

You can go to school with me if you want. Pretend you have a family. He did. We found a homeless mother whom we fed.

Gabi, so hungry was about to eat her for a meal.

DOC NIRVANA

“No, we need her. She has to sign paper work and show up for parent/teacher meetings. She is my mother who works extra jobs to help pay for rent. ”

So he didn’t eat her. He found other homeless people secretly while stray cats and dogs were yummy to him. Even skunks tasted great to him.

My father began to notice I seemed happier, yet he still he beat me.

GABI

“ Want me to eat him?”

DOC NIRVANA

No!

Doc Nirvana (VO)

A full year passed. Gabi did manage to change my father a bit caused him to have nightmares as I was beaten less and my twin sisters were sexually abused less.

Furthermore, Gabi was a dream walker, as he entertained me with comedy, so I would not be so angry, depressed or confused. He took me to my past lives and showed me how I was once undefeated, loved by mythic goddesses, and even ruled as a kind kings of the mountain tops.

And he showed me the women I loved. And how love is the greatest magic of all.

GABI

Your favorite wife whom you remarried again and again was Linda, the Great Goddess of Love. Infact, she had other names. You will meet her again when I grew up and was no longer beaten. I don’t know if you will marry her again. However, she is looking for you right now and is herself a child.

DOC NIRVANA

Your words bring to me the most healing effects of joy from my pains of suffering and desires to murder my father who beats me daily.

Doc Nirvana (VO)

I looked around and realized that my father was actualy a multitude of souls. It is like being mixed blood. You can be part Hilter, part Stalin, and part saint in a past life.

GABI

We are composed of actions not foundations of evil or good. Our actions or karma create who we are at the moment. A bad person can become good. Or within a life change from being Satan, like your father to being a Saint.

To put anyone in jail for life is to misunderstand what justice really is.

Gabi, a demon, to me became my angel. This is reality. Not the stuff our narratives of Hollywood or the Bible stories that confused me.

One day, Gabi found a Black Box and brought it home to me. He smiled.

GABI

“Are you ready? Dance and touch the black box now.

DOC NIRVANA

For what?

GABI

“To travel to my home? Ready or not. . . . “

DOC NIRVANA

“HEll Nooooooooooo!”

I screamed as we went straight to Hell, entering the darkest regions, the deepest caves as my father beat me again and again and again, feeling the leather belts and back fists of his hands punch me again and again and agaoin

Cancer Manifesto Act 3: The Hungry Ghost Festival and Sheila, the Shapeshifting Alien

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

Grabbing Gabi, my Shadow friend, I am lost for words, then I speak as he listens.

DOC NIRVANA

Gabi, I must return to earth to the Hungry Ghost Festival and pay my respect to my dying mother.

普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡

Cancer Manifesto Part 3: The Hungry Ghost Festival 普渡

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

Being almost Halloween, feeling that I must return to Earth, . . grabbing Gabi, the undead demon angelic friend. . . we travel back to earth.

Hearing my mother scream, having demons eating and beating her in the darkest regions of Chinese hell . . I grab my spirit sword, and Gabi grabs is peace sword of purity. . .

MOTHER

Noooooooo! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Help me Pablo, my son save meeeeeee. They are kidnapping me.

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

In my soul, I can hear my mother screaming. . . as we enter the first gates of hell on earth to fight and fight and fight against the might of vampire leaders, zombie fighters, and lost “hulu jing, or Asian shapeshifting vampires. . . America has itself become hell on Earth.

. . . deeper and deeper we fight on the streets of Lost Angels, the highways of Houston, TexASS and the neighbor hoods Chicagogogogone . .

. . . entering the Harlem ghettos of New York and many other places fighting ICE and other Taco King police . . .

.. . resting and seeing undead virgin ghosts. . . walking quietly, slowly, fearing most these chi sucking female children of abuse, who were raped, murdered, forgotten, and silenced. . .

Doc Nirvana

. . . Gabi, never ever attack them, for they too were victim who are just looking for justice. . .

GABI

Roger! Got it. Oh, they are lost ancient souls!

Doc Nirvana

Yes, undead beings, not knowing they are dead. Some are still alive being tortured in a step father’s bed, while their spirits wander here and there.

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

Enter the final gate of the deepest regions of Chinese Hell, where love and light remain the MIGHT and a chance to save lost mothers!

DOC NIRVANA

Listen, Gabi! We can hear many forgotten mothers screaming for respect, love and light. . .

Pulling out my mighty sword to save my own mother, … seeing Gabi holdhing his magical sword of peace. . .

GABI

We enter the gate of goddesses and mothers to save them and give them love and nuturing . .

. . . and . . .

Cancer Manifesto Part 6: The Final Chapter

My mother being rescued . . . . together with Samurai Gabi, we let her return to the other dimension, this time in peace.

Gabi can transform his body into a handsome man and pretends to be human and he even marries and has children.

I teach Gabi to become a loving human. .

However, I see Hulu Jing, 狐狸精, or shapeshifting girls walking about everywhere, . .

These fox spirits with nine tails, from another planet have been abused, some murdered, some raped, and some buried alive.

I am able to see through my third eye, a golden flower rises up into the sk as I exit my body and for some reason, certain udead beings come to my bedroom, and one starts to follow me. .

Most are Asian, some are of other nationalities, some from Indian reservations, some from Mexico . . . .

All of them are silent, and in an undead fashion . . lost in space and time.

With the help of Gabi, we do exorcisms to let them die in peace and be reborn.

Some of them are alive, not dead, and were abused as a child, so we tell them to let it go and find a way to live and be reborn in this life.

One is special for she has followed me for years, Sheila: the lost fox spirit for I even draw pictures of her expressionless face.

After nine years, one day, I wake up and she is gone.

To this day, I see her in my mind. . . and in the paintings I did of her.

May Sheila rest in peace and be reborn in peace, and find a family who loves her.

AMEN!

Cancer Manifesto Act 4: Sheila, Shapeshifting Hungry Ghost

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

. . .my only friend was my shadow, who one day came to life and was lost, for he was from Hell, so I guided him and protected him.

One day, a young Chinese girl, Sheila came into my room . . . she just sat there. . .

GABI

Why?

DOC NIRVANA

I don’t know. No matter where I went in the house, she followed, never smiling, never talking, and never sleeping, she too was a shadow, someone else’s shadow, but she she was different, . . . .

I started to have visions of her life, for she had been abused and was an undead virgin . . .

GABI

Wow.

DOC NIRVANA

Then one day, I suggested she share what happened to her, her eyes brightened up. .

Sheila the Shapeshifting Hungry Ghost 狐狸精

DOC NIRVANA

She wasn’t able to talk, but through lucid dreams, i was able to enter her consciousness and learn her story. . .

She once had blond hair and was born in Korea, but her mother was not married, and because her father was American, she was mixed.

In Asia, being mixed was looked down upon like she was a devil.

Her mother sent her away to a village where she was treated terribly.

She grew up there, and became like a slave, doing errands for people in order to eat.

There was a house where a soldier lived, for a military base was close by.

She found her self cleaning and cooking for the man, who had recently married a Korean lady.

One day, the wife was on an errand, the man found the ten year old Sheila attractive.

SOLDIER MAN

You are a hard worker, Sheila. I am impressed.

SHEILA

Yes, I try hard to please everyone, so I am not beaten.

GABI (VO)

The Soldier started to be nice to her, and all of the sudden, he raped her, and threatened to kill her if she told.

After that moment, she could not function well and left, before the wife returned.. . .

The next day, he found her, and took her away to a cliff by a temple and threw her off to her death. . .

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

Sheila ended up in my room, silently looking at me when my father was not beating me.

DOC NIRVANA

Together with Gabi, we could find the Soldier Man and bring justice. to the case . . .

She smiled. and so did my shadow friend, Gabi, he also smiled. . .

Cancer Manifesto, Final Act: Rebirth and Revenge

Watch “Drunken Concubine” while reading. .

GABI

“To travel to my home? Ready or not. . . . “

DOC NIRVANA

“HEll Nooooooooooo!”

I screamed as we went straight to Hell, entering the darkest regions, the deepest caves as my father beat me again and again and again, feeling the leather belts and back fists of his hands punch me again and again and again

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A younger Doc Nirvana, screaming. . .

DOC NIRVANA

“What did I do wrong, papa? I don’t understand why you are beating me. For what? It hurts. I am just 7 years old. . .”

FATHER

“This hurts me more than it hurts you, my son. You must learn to take pain like a man for that is what life is about. So stop crying. Don’t be a cry baby. Be a man.”

DOC NIRVANA

“Wahhhhhhhhhhhahahhahahahhhahah. . . . Noooooooo. Stooooop. I am going to tell mama. “

FATHER

“If you tell, her, I will kill the entire family. Now take off your cloths, I must beat you harder and harder naked. Take it like a man. ”

DOC NIRVANA

“I didn’t do anything wrong. I am a good boy.”

FATHER

“My leather belt is going to beat your ass now, my son. Smile when I hit you. Do not cry. So shut up and smile. I am a black belt in KyoKuShin karate, and you must learn the ways of the samurai warrior.”

DOC NIRVANA

“Yes, sir.”

“No pain, no gain. . . .life is about suffering and pain. You will be bullied, spit on and beat up as you grow up, so I am preparing you for the American way. . I am going to spit on you now as I beat you. “

DOC NIRVANA

“Yes, sir. Thank you sir. You are so kind to me.”

FATHER

“ That is a good boy. I am going to leave you alone for a while, for I have Penthouse and Playboy magazines to look at while I must beat and abuse your sister too. So be a good boy and shut up. See you later”

DOC NIRVANA

“Yes sir. . . . .

“Yes sir. . . .

“Yes sir. . . .

“Yes sir. . . . .

FADE IN:

Doc Nirvana (VO)

In Chinese, the word for the number 4 sounds like the world for death, so many times it is bad number, like 13. During the chemo treatments, I was given as much drugs as I wanted to fight the pain. Often, the nurses would tell me of my hallucinations . . . So I often entered the land of demons called “Home Sweet Home” and the land of hell with Gabi.

Entering the Land of HELL on Halloween: Trick or Treat

Because I was a handsome human to demons, I scared the shit out of them, so he made me a demon mask. . . However, I smelled too good, so Gabi, the demon, had to hide me and make me stink.

GABI (VO)

You strange human smells make me want to throw up, so I must put things into my nose to prevent smelling you. Yuck. So I must hide you in my sacred abode, a deep dark cave, deep in the earth.

Doc Nirvana (VO)

We would walk around, and proudly taught me about grand wonders of hell. Oddly, there were no wars, because all demons were dead and there was no need to kill dead folks and they needed no bank accounts. So no one was poor or rich.

There were no police because everyone was honest and equal. Strangely, the demons were so kind to each other and respectful of each other. I was shocked.

There were no marriages, no possessions, and no addictions. Furthermore, no one ruled in Hell.

Instead, it was the land of peace which made no sense to me.

I started to enjoy living in hell . . .

Hungry Ghost Festival 華埠鬼節 ❤️

DOC NIRVANA

Being part Han Chinese, I loved the festival, which was like an Asian version of Halloween.

GABI

Tell me more about the Chinese Halloween.

Gabi, the demon, became interested, so I grabbed his hand and took him to the Festival of Demons as we returned to earth. . . but I became a young child and I could see my father had beaten me, I was again talking to my Shadow, Gabi. My name was Pablo and my sister’s name was Maria.

DOC NIRVANA

“Yes sir. I am alone. I do not understand why. . . looking at the Shadow on the wall, I wish you would come alive and help me and save me. . . . my father is having sex with my sister now and beating her. I can hear her crying, my dear sister Maria, is in pain. Be strong Maria, and he will not hit you as hard. .

. . . . Maria . . . . you are here.”

MARIA

“Yes my brother, Pablo, I do not understand why papa is so mean to us.”

PABLO

“ I agree Maria. “

MARIA

Pablo, you must promise me something . . Ready?

PABLO

Okay, my sister, Maria. . .

MARIA

Never, tell mama who works graveyard shift, or tell anyone, my brother. Do not call the police, because papa will kill all of us. Promise?

PABLO

I promise my dear sister!

MARIA

“I must go now, my brother, tell your Shadow, I said hi”

PABLO

Will do, my sister.

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Maria walks away into another room and Pablo starts to talk to his shadow, GABI.

GABI

“Is she gone?”

PABLO AKA Doc Nirvana

“Yes, Shadow, Maria is gone, and Papa, or Satan is sleeping now.”

GABI

“This must stop, Pablo, for he has no right to beat and abuse you both.”

PABLO

“I agree Gabi, My Shadow, but what can we do?”

GABI

“Follow me, John, my friend!”

PABLO

“Where to Gabi?”

GABI

We are going to my home again, the deepest parts, the underground world of the Hell. Because Satan cannot come to my part of hell, Pablo.

PABLO

Is it safe there?

GABI

Yes, my friends are all party animals of the eternal night and love to party in Fun City. We all get along well and have signed peace agreements. Ready to come with me?

PABLO

“I am following you, Shadow,

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Both go into Pablo’s dark closet, down the stairs into the basement, deeper and deeper into the lower depths of the underworld, the purity of the peace party of demons.

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GABI

It smells here, Pablo, because some dead bodies are being sent to hell and they are decomposing.. .So pinch your nose. “

PABLO

“Do you have some sort of perfume to kill the stink, Shadow?

GABI

Here, I have this perfume, so spray it around your body and the smell will not be as strong, Pablo.

PABLO

I hear the music, the dancing must be starting. Ready to Peace Party?

PABLO

Ready! I am shaking it. Quaking it Dancing in Hell is fun…”

GABI

Your Papa, Satan cannot come to my part of hell, Pablo.

PABLO

Again, I ask, is it safe in the underworld, Gabi?

GABI

Yes, recall that there are no wars, no jobs, no marriages, no divorces, no poverty, no tears, no beatings, no crimes, no ICE, no IRS, and no tears, for we party all the time. We never get sick, John. We never file bankruptsy. We never die. No one has cancer. . . In the underworld, we live in peace and have an attitude of positivity. We love each other. and hug each other. We do yoga, lift weights, stay in shape, never diet, and never die and live forever. . . .”

PABLO

“Gabi! Why is the earth above like Hell and Hell below like Heaven?”

GABI

Because I am not a demon, I am a saint, while your father is a demon of the night and those in the church and Boy Scouts who sexually abused boys and children are the real demons, and presidents or Taco Kings who have sex with children are also demons of the night.

PABLO

“Oh, Is the underworld Heaven, Gabi?

GABI

“Yes, I have a confession, John. you were buried yesterday, because your father killed everyone in your family, your mother was also buried and Maria is buried too. You are now dead, John”

PABLO

“Why are you crying, Gabi? Why? I should be crying.”

GABI AKA Father

“I am not your shadow, I am not Gabi, I am your father. . . I shot myself in the head after I killed the entire family. Please forgive me, my son. Forgive me for being a demon.

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Right before his eyes, Gabi the shadow prince of peace transforms into Pablo’s father, a humble demon.

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PABLO

“Wait. What, dad?

FATHER

“You will be reborn into a family of love and light. I promise, my son. . .”

PABLO

“What, I am dead?

FATHER

“Forgive me”

PABLO

“Dead?”

FATHER

“Please, forgive me my son!”

PABLO

“What the hell?”

FATHER

“My own father, your grandfather Art, beat me and abused me daily as a child. So I repeated it to you and Maria.”

PABLO

“Really?

FATHER

“Yes, my son!”

PABLO

“That is terrible!”

FATHER

“Forgive me . . “

PABLO

“. . .I . . . I. . . .I do . . . “

“What, my son? You do what?”

PABLO

“I forgive you. Go in peace, my father. . I love you. “

“I love you, too my son, John. Rest in Peace,

PABLO

“Thank you, dad.”

FATHER

“Oh my son, a baby is being born in Mexico City. You will be reborn into a loving family. Ready to learn Spanish? Amen!”

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A child is born in Mexico and he is crying for the pains of being beaten and killed by Satan.

“Wahhhhhhhhhhhahahhahahahhhahah. . . . “

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✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅ . . .

Thank you for reading . . Now time to revise. . .

✅✅✅✅✅✅✅ . . .

It starts with love . . . Stop the Abuse. Love all children.

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✅✅ . .

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It starts with love

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Thank you everyone , for I love everyone.

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I have been through some five years of cancer treatment, including chemo treatment.

Cancer Manifesto morphs into the. Shadow Manifesto is about dead children speaking. So is this article > >

When Dead Children Speak

They even put chemo needles directly into my spine, which was one of the most painful things I have ever experienced.

Chemo has permanently damaged my body, tomorrow I will have surgery on my back, and I am in pain now . . Wish we success in the surgery . . .

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Overview of Cancer Manifesto Screenplay: Act 1–3

While going through hell with the chemo treatments, I recalled another hellish time . . .

. . . .when my father, whom I called Satan, would beat and abuse me as a child by making me take my clothes off and hitting me daily. . . .

Sheila the Shapeshifting Hungry Ghost

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

. . .my only friend was my shadow, who one day came to life and was lost, for he was from Hell, so I guided him and protected him.

One day, a young Chinese girl, Sheila came into my room . . . she just sat there. . .

GABI

Why?

DOC NIRVANA

I don’t know. No matter where I went in the house, she followed, never smiling, never talking, and never sleeping, she too was a shadow, someone else’s shadow, but she she was different, . . . .

I started to have visions of her life, for she had been abused and was an undead virgin . . .

GABI

Wow.

DOC NIRVANA

Then one day, I suggested she share what happened to her, her eyes brightened up. .

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Sheila the Shapeshifting Hungry Ghost 狐狸精

DOC NIRVANA

She wasn’t able to talk, but through lucid dreams, i was able to enter her consciousness and learn her story. . .

She once had blond hair and was born in Korea, but her mother was not married, and because her father was American, she was mixed.

In Asia, being mixed was looked down upon like she was a devil.

Her mother sent her away to a village where she was treated terribly.

She grew up there, and became like a slave, doing errands for people in order to eat.

There was a house where a soldier lived, for a military base was close by.

She found her self cleaning and cooking for the man, who had recently married a Korean lady.

One day, the wife was on an errand, the man found the ten year old Sheila attractive.

SOLDIER MAN

You are a hard worker, Sheila. I am impressed.

SHEILA

Yes, I try hard to please everyone, so I am not beaten.

GABI (VO)

The Soldier started to be nice to her, and all of the sudden, he raped her, and threatened to kill her if she told.

After that moment, she could not function well and left, before the wife returned.. . .

The next day, he found her, and took her away to a cliff by a temple and threw her off to her death. . .

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

Sheila ended up in my room, silently looking at me when my father was not beating me.

DOC NIRVANA

Together with Gabi, we could find the Soldier Man and bring justice. to the case . . .

She smiled. and so did my shadow friend, Gabi, he also smiled. . .

Thank you for reading. . . return to the next chapter, the Final Act to find out more about our quest for justice . .

It starts with love. . Love children and do not abuse them . . .

Thank you for reading. . .

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🌈🌈 The Power of Positivity🌈🌈🌈🌈

🌈🌈practicing zen . . .
breathing deep and deeper
inhaling to the count of 1 > 2 > 3 > 4 . . .
holding the mindful breath to the count of 1. . .
exhaling to the mindful count of 1 > 2 > 3 > 4 > 5. . .
repeating this musical moon mantra

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🌹◢╱╱╱L╲╲╲◣ Living Life More. .

🌹◥╲╲╲O╱╱╱◤ Observing Compassion. . .

🌹◢╱╱╱V╲╲╲◣ Viewing Positive Vibes. . .

🌹◥╲╲╲E╱╱╱◤ Entering the Garden. . .

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🌹◢╱╱╱L╲╲╲◣ Learning Kindness . . .

🌹◥╲╲╲I╱╱╱◤ Investigating Joy . . .

🌹◢╱╱╱F╲╲╲◣ Finding Happiness. . .

🌹◥╲╲╲E╱╱╱◤ Entertaining Music . . .

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🌹◥╲╲╲N╱╱╱◤ Never Give Up Hope. . .

🌹◢╱╱╱O╲╲╲◣ Observing Jubilation . . .

🌹◥╲╲╲W╱╱╱◤ Wish for Peace on Earth . . .

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It starts with love. . Stop all the wars NOW

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Hungry Ghost Festival and Sheila, the Shapeshifting Alien

It starts with love .. . This is actually Part 3

Overview of Previous Episodes Part 1–2:

Looking outside of the Cancer Hospital, I remember past lives. While going through Cancer pains, paralleling the pain of how my father beat me as a child.

When I, Pablo, called myself Doc Nirvana, trying to escape the sufferings from the Mandala of Samsara.

I started to talk to my own shadow as a way to cope with the abuse of my psycho father.

My Shadow Gabi, a demon from Hell, talked back and took me to his home the dungeons of hell

However, I wanted to take him home because my mother was suffering from cancer pains,

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

Grabbing Gabi, my Shadow friend, I am lost for words, then I speak as he listens.

DOC NIRVANA

Gabi, I must return to earth to the Hungry Ghost Festival and pay my respect to my dying mother.

普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡 普渡

Cancer Manifesto Part 3: The Hungry Ghost Festival 普渡

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

Being almost Halloween, feeling that I must return to Earth, . . grabbing Gabi, the undead demon angelic friend. . . we travel back to earth.

Hearing my mother scream, having demons eating and beating her in the darkest regions of Chinese hell . . I grab my spirit sword, and Gabi grabs is peace sword of purity. . .

MOTHER

Noooooooo! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Help me Pablo, my son save meeeeeee. They are kidnapping me.

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

In my soul, I can hear my mother screaming. . . as we enter the first gates of hell on earth to fight and fight and fight against the might of vampire leaders, zombie fighters, and lost “hulu jing, or Asian shapeshifting vampires. . . America has itself become hell on Earth.

. . . deeper and deeper we fight on the streets of Lost Angels, the highways of Houston, TexASS and the neighbor hoods Chicagogogogone . .

. . . entering the Harlem ghettos of New York and many other places fighting ICE and other Taco King police . . .

.. . resting and seeing undead virgin ghosts. . . walking quietly, slowly, fearing most these chi sucking female children of abuse, who were raped, murdered, forgotten, and silenced. . .

Doc Nirvana

. . . Gabi, never ever attack them, for they too were victim who are just looking for justice. . .

GABI

Roger! Got it. Oh, they are lost ancient souls!

Doc Nirvana

Yes, undead beings, not knowing they are dead. Some are still alive being tortured in a step father’s bed, while their spirits wander here and there.

DOC NIRVANA (VO)

Enter the final gate of the deepest regions of Chinese Hell, where love and light remain the MIGHT and a chance to save lost mothers!

DOC NIRVANA

Listen, Gabi! We can hear many forgotten mothers screaming for respect, love and light. . .

Pulling out my mighty sword to save my own mother, … seeing Gabi holdhing his magical sword of peace. . .

GABI

We enter the gate of goddesses and mothers to save them and give them love and nuturing . .

. . . and . . .

Cancer Manifesto Part 6: The Final Chapter

My mother being rescued . . . . together with Samurai Gabi, we let her return to the other dimension, this time in peace.

Gabi can transform his body into a handsome man and pretends to be human and he even marries and has children.

I teach Gabi to become a loving human. .

However, I see Hulu Jing, 狐狸精, or shapeshifting girls walking about everywhere, . .

These fox spirits with nine tails, from another planet have been abused, some murdered, some raped, and some buried alive.

I am able to see through my third eye, a golden flower rises up into the sk as I exit my body and for some reason, certain udead beings come to my bedroom, and one starts to follow me. .

Most are Asian, some are of other nationalities, some from Indian reservations, some from Mexico . . . .

All of them are silent, and in an undead fashion . . lost in space and time.

With the help of Gabi, we do exorcisms to let them die in peace and be reborn.

Some of them are alive, not dead, and were abused as a child, so we tell them to let it go and find a way to live and be reborn in this life.

One is special for she has followed me for years, Sheila: the lost fox spirit for I even draw pictures of her expressionless face.

After nine years, one day, I wake up and she is gone.

To this day, I see her in my mind. . . and in the paintings I did of her.

May Sheila rest in peace and be reborn in peace, and find a family who loves her.

AMEN!

Thank you for reading. . .

Part 4 is coming. . . .

It starts with love. . .

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Shadow Manifesto Screenplay: Part 3

Overview of Part 1 and Part 2 Setting:

Looking outside of the Cancer Hospital. While going through Cancer pains and remembering how my father beat me as a child.

When I called myself Doc Nirvana, trying to escape the sufferings from the Mandala of Samsara.

I started to talk to my own shadow as a way to cope with the abuse of my psycho father.

My Shadow Gabi, a demon from Hell, talked back and took me to his home the dungeons of hell

GABI

“To travel to my home? Ready or not. . . . “

DOC NIRVANA

“HEll Nooooooooooo!”

I screamed as we went straight to Hell, entering the darkest regions, the deepest caves as my father beat me again and again and again, feeling the leather belts and back fists of his hands punch me again and again and again

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A younger Doc Nirvana, screaming. . .

DOC NIRVANA

“What did I do wrong, papa? I don’t understand why you are beating me. For what? It hurts. I am just 7 years old. . .”

FATHER

“This hurts me more than it hurts you, my son. You must learn to take pain like a man for that is what life is about. So stop crying. Don’t be a cry baby. Be a man.”

DOC NIRVANA

“Wahhhhhhhhhhhahahhahahahhhahah. . . . Noooooooo. Stooooop. I am going to tell mama. “

FATHER

“If you tell, her, I will kill the entire family. Now take off your cloths, I must beat you harder and harder naked. Take it like a man. ”

DOC NIRVANA

“I didn’t do anything wrong. I am a good boy.”

FATHER

“My leather belt is going to beat your ass now, my son. Smile when I hit you. Do not cry. So shut up and smile. I am a black belt in KyoKuShin karate, and you must learn the ways of the samurai warrior.”

DOC NIRVANA

“Yes, sir.”

“No pain, no gain. . . .life is about suffering and pain. You will be bullied, spit on and beat up as you grow up, so I am preparing you for the American way. . I am going to spit on you now as I beat you. “

DOC NIRVANA

“Yes, sir. Thank you sir. You are so kind to me.”

FATHER

“ That is a good boy. I am going to leave you alone for a while, for I have Penthouse and Playboy magazines to look at while I must beat and abuse your sister too. So be a good boy and shut up. See you later”

DOC NIRVANA

“Yes sir. . . . .

“Yes sir. . . .

“Yes sir. . . .

“Yes sir. . . . .

Cancer Manifesto Part 3 死❤️

FADE IN:

Doc Nirvana (VO)

In Chinese, the word for the number 4 sounds like the world for death, so many times it is bad number, like 13. During the chemo treatments, I was given as much drugs as I wanted to fight the pain. Often, the nurses would tell me of my hallucinations . . . So I often entered the land of demons called “Home Sweet Home” and the land of hell with Gabi.

Entering the Land of HELL on Halloween: Trick or Treat

Because I was a handsome human to demons, I scared the shit out of them, so he made me a demon mask. . . However, I smelled too good, so Gabi, the demon, had to hide me and make me stink.

GABI (VO)

You strange human smells make me want to throw up, so I must put things into my nose to prevent smelling you. Yuck. So I must hide you in my sacred abode, a deep dark cave, deep in the earth.

Doc Nirvana (VO)

We would walk around, and proudly taught me about grand wonders of hell. Oddly, there were no wars, because all demons were dead and there was no need to kill dead folks and they needed no bank accounts. So no one was poor or rich.

There were no police because everyone was honest and equal. Strangely, the demons were so kind to each other and respectful of each other. I was shocked.

There were no marriages, no possessions, and no addictions. Furthermore, no one ruled in Hell.

Instead, it was the land of peace which made no sense to me.

I started to enjoy living in hell . . .

Hungry Ghost Festival 華埠鬼節 ❤️

DOC NIRVANA

Being part Han Chinese, I loved the festival, which was like an Asian version of Halloween.

GABI

Tell me more about the Chinese Halloween.

Gabi, the demon, became interested, so I grabbed his hand and took him to the Festival of Demons as we returned to earth. . . but I became a young child and I could see my father had beaten me, I was again talking to my Shadow, Gabi. My name was Pablo and my sister’s name was Maria.

DOC NIRVANA

“Yes sir. I am alone. I do not understand why. . . looking at the Shadow on the wall, I wish you would come alive and help me and save me. . . . my father is having sex with my sister now and beating her. I can hear her crying, my dear sister Maria, is in pain. Be strong Maria, and he will not hit you as hard. .

. . . . Maria . . . . you are here.”

MARIA

“Yes my brother, Pablo, I do not understand why papa is so mean to us.”

PABLO

“ I agree Maria. “

MARIA

Pablo, you must promise me something . . Ready?

PABLO

Okay, my sister, Maria. . .

MARIA

Never, tell mama who works graveyard shift, or tell anyone, my brother. Do not call the police, because papa will kill all of us. Promise?

PABLO

I promise my dear sister!

MARIA

“I must go now, my brother, tell your Shadow, I said hi”

PABLO

Will do, my sister.

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Maria walks away into another room and Pablo starts to talk to his shadow, GABI.

GABI

“Is she gone?”

PABLO AKA Doc Nirvana

“Yes, Shadow, Maria is gone, and Papa, or Satan is sleeping now.”

GABI

“This must stop, Pablo, for he has no right to beat and abuse you both.”

PABLO

“I agree Gabi, My Shadow, but what can we do?”

GABI

“Follow me, John, my friend!”

PABLO

“Where to Gabi?”

GABI

We are going to my home again, the deepest parts, the underground world of the Hell. Because Satan cannot come to my part of hell, Pablo.

PABLO

Is it safe there?

GABI

Yes, my friends are all party animals of the eternal night and love to party in Fun City. We all get along well and have signed peace agreements. Ready to come with me?

PABLO

“I am following you, Shadow,

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Both go into Pablo’s dark closet, down the stairs into the basement, deeper and deeper into the lower depths of the underworld, the purity of the peace party of demons.

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GABI

It smells here, Pablo, because some dead bodies are being sent to hell and they are decomposing.. .So pinch your nose. “

PABLO

“Do you have some sort of perfume to kill the stink, Shadow?

GABI

Here, I have this perfume, so spray it around your body and the smell will not be as strong, Pablo.

PABLO

I hear the music, the dancing must be starting. Ready to Peace Party?

PABLO

Ready! I am shaking it. Quaking it Dancing in Hell is fun…”

GABI

Your Papa, Satan cannot come to my part of hell, Pablo.

PABLO

Again, I ask, is it safe in the underworld, Gabi?

GABI

Yes, recall that there are no wars, no jobs, no marriages, no divorces, no poverty, no tears, no beatings, no crimes, no ICE, no IRS, and no tears, for we party all the time. We never get sick, John. We never file bankruptsy. We never die. No one has cancer. . . In the underworld, we live in peace and have an attitude of positivity. We love each other. and hug each other. We do yoga, lift weights, stay in shape, never diet, and never die and live forever. . . .”

PABLO

“Gabi! Why is the earth above like Hell and Hell below like Heaven?”

GABI

Because I am not a demon, I am a saint, while your father is a demon of the night and those in the church and Boy Scouts who sexually abused boys and children are the real demons, and presidents or Taco Kings who have sex with children are also demons of the night.

PABLO

“Oh, Is the underworld Heaven, Gabi?

GABI

“Yes, I have a confession, John. you were buried yesterday, because your father killed everyone in your family, your mother was also buried and Maria is buried too. You are now dead, John”

PABLO

“Why are you crying, Gabi? Why? I should be crying.”

GABI AKA Father

“I am not your shadow, I am not Gabi, I am your father. . . I shot myself in the head after I killed the entire family. Please forgive me, my son. Forgive me for being a demon.

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Right before his eyes, Gabi the shadow prince of peace transforms into Pablo’s father, a humble demon.

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PABLO

“Wait. What, dad?

FATHER

“You will be reborn into a family of love and light. I promise, my son. . .”

PABLO

“What, I am dead?

FATHER

“Forgive me”

PABLO

“Dead?”

FATHER

“Please, forgive me my son!”

PABLO

“What the hell?”

FATHER

“My own father, your grandfather Art, beat me and abused me daily as a child. So I repeated it to you and Maria.”

PABLO

“Really?

FATHER

“Yes, my son!”

PABLO

“That is terrible!”

FATHER

“Forgive me . . “

PABLO

“. . .I . . . I. . . .I do . . . “

“What, my son? You do what?”

PABLO

“I forgive you. Go in peace, my father. . I love you. “

“I love you, too my son, John. Rest in Peace,

PABLO

“Thank you, dad.”

FATHER

“Oh my son, a baby is being born in Mexico City. You will be reborn into a loving family. Ready to learn Spanish? Amen!”

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A child is born in Mexico and he is crying for the pains of being beaten and killed by Satan.

“Wahhhhhhhhhhhahahhahahahhhahah. . . . “

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✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅✅ . . .

Thank you for reading . .

✅✅✅✅✅✅✅ . . .

It starts with love . .

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Cancer Manifesto Screenplay Part 2

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The Cancer Manifesto: The Screenplay

Setting: Looking outside of the Cancer Hospital. While Going through Cancer Pains and remembering how my father beat me as a child, when I called myself Doc Nirvana.

I started to talk to my own shadow as a way to cope with the abuse of my psycho father.

FADE IN:

Doc Nirvana (VO)

Gabi, my shadow, came to save me. However, he was a bit confused at the same time, for we guided each other and taught each other and protected each other. We became the closest of friends.

Since Gabi came from the under world, he had no home to go to at night. So I hid him in my closet or under my bed. He didn’t eat food or need water since he was dead. He did smell, and I let him know, so he started to shower and put soap on his body. It worked.

He liked human flesh and would go do grave yards at night or eat a dead kill off the road. Flesh was flesh. He preferred living, but he adjuste

GABI

“How did you bring me here?”

DOC NIRVANA

“I didn’t.”

GABI

“Yes, you did when you talked in the box.”

DOC NIRVANA

“Oh?”

GABI

“Oh nooooooo!”

DOC NIRVANA

“Well, this is your home now until we figure out how to get you back to your family.”

GABI

You can go to school with me if you want. Pretend you have a family. He did. We found a homeless mother whom we fed.

Gabi, so hungry was about to eat her for a meal.

DOC NIRVANA

“No, we need her. She has to sign paper work and show up for parent/teacher meetings. She is my mother who works extra jobs to help pay for rent. ”

So he didn’t eat her. He found other homeless people secretly while stray cats and dogs were yummy to him. Even skunks tasted great to him.

My father began to notice I seemed happier, yet he still he beat me.

GABI

“ Want me to eat him?”

DOC NIRVANA

No!

Doc Nirvana (VO)

A full year passed. Gabi did manage to change my father a bit caused him to have nightmares as I was beaten less and my twin sisters were sexually abused less.

Furthermore, Gabi was a dream walker, as he entertained me with comedy, so I would not be so angry, depressed or confused. He took me to my past lives and showed me how I was once undefeated, loved by mythic goddesses, and even ruled as a kind kings of the mountain tops.

And he showed me the women I loved. And how love is the greatest magic of all.

GABI

Your favorite wife whom you remarried again and again was Linda, the Great Goddess of Love. Infact, she had other names. You will meet her again when I grew up and was no longer beaten. I don’t know if you will marry her again. However, she is looking for you right now and is herself a child.

DOC NIRVANA

Your words bring to me the most healing effects of joy from my pains of suffering and desires to murder my father who beats me daily.

Doc Nirvana (VO)

I looked around and realized that my father was actualy a multitude of souls. It is like being mixed blood. You can be part Hilter, part Stalin, and part saint in a past life.

GABI

We are composed of actions not foundations of evil or good. Our actions or karma create who we are at the moment. A bad person can become good. Or within a life change from being Satan, like your father to being a Saint.

To put anyone in jail for life is to misunderstand what justice really is.

Gabi, a demon, to me became my angel. This is reality. Not the stuff our narratives of Hollywood or the Bible stories that confused me.

One day, Gabi found a Black Box and brought it home to me. He smiled.

GABI

“Are you ready? Dance and touch the black box now.

DOC NIRVANA

For what?

GABI

“To travel to my home? Ready or not. . . . “

DOC NIRVANA

“HEll Nooooooooooo!”

I screamed as we went straight to Hell, entering the darkest regions, the deepest caves as my father beat me again and again and again, feeling the leather belts and back fists of his hands punch me again and again and agaoin

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I am again crying and crying writing this because I remember my life with Satan, my father.

What happens next? Read more to be more.

It starts with love. . . Love everyone. . . .

COMING > > Cancer Manifesto Screenplay Part 3

When I taught classes like Cyberpunk, I used excerpts from the film “Matrix” with the permission of the authors, who gave them to me as a teacher for free. They were brothers, now they are sister.

The Wachowski Brothers are not the Wachowski Sisters. I am fine with that.

Again my friend, the filmmaker is waiting for this script. I hope I can finish it soon.

BLESS them. . .

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Rough Draft: Draft of a Draft of a Draft.

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The Cancer Manifesto: The Screenplay

FADE IN:

Within a hallway of a hospital.

Seeing a patient holding his IV, standing at the end of the hallway, looking out a window into the wilderness of a park far below, thinking, worrying, standing in pain. . .

Suddenly the hallway darkens and behind the window is light, like a television, he sees is past life as a child. . . becoming the Prince of Pain.

Doc Nirvana (VO)

Cancer becomes hell especially when your father stands as the God of Death. As I go through chemo treatments, I am haunted by the last time that I went through hell, my childhood.

I teach people how to write as a professor who ran the writing center and was the director of the writing program. Chemo kills healthy cells as well as cancer cells.

Survive and live but return to world that is on fire and about to explode.

Now I have forgotten my English because I think in Korean, my first language and read in Spanish. I grew up in many countries before I moved to America.I always dream of my Salamanca girlfriend, my first love.

As a defenseless child, my father would strip all my clothes off and smile sadistically, “This hurts me more than it hurts you.”

Then he would proceed beat me, making sure to leave absolutely no marks where a teacher could see it. Therefore, my bottom was really hit really hard.

Indeed, I had cutting welt scars, red blood marks, and purple scratches all over my body. I was warned to tell no one, or he would kill everyone in my family. I believed him.

Sometimes we moved three times in one year because he didn’t trust me. If I cried or looked like it was painful, he simply hit me harder. Therefore, I had to look into his eyes like he was a compassionate god.

To me, he became the god of pain, the god of evil, and the god of all demons. Instead, I imagined that he was taking me to eat ice cream or taking me to Disneyland as he was beating me.

I was never told about the Prince of Peace, the Goddess of Mercy, or the Mother of God. My father was not religious, just a demon.

I only knew the Stranger, Satan, the man whom I feared.

Gabi (V0)

Doc Nirvana could defeat bullies, he could outrun hungry dogs, and he could survive watching the evening news about the evil in the world.

One day as he was walking away from my father’s abusive beating, he noticed someone was following him: Shadow Man, Gabi. This magical shadow actually talked back and tried to console him

He was my shadow, mixed with insanity from my punishments. He knew it was just his own shadow trying to alleviate his tortures from the God of Death. He never trusted patriarchal religions like Christianity.

Who wants a father in heaven when you have a father in hell at home?

Instead, he desired a loving woman to marry, a kind mother to protect him, or a Black Goddess like Kali to seek justice and kill all men (except him), especially his mother.

He grew up hating all men. All men are created evil. To this day, my only true friends are women. Indeed, men bore him and usually try to kiss him. I am not that kind man.

One day, I found some golden tarot cards with dice. I started to read about my future and then a golden box magically appeared.

So I talked into it, imagining it was a lamp with a genie inside. Instead, I saw a shadow inside.

Then a miracle happened, my shadow man became a human and stood before me.

What happens next is unreal. Read the next chapter. . . . Thank you! Gracias. Halloween was coming. Kids love that, even Christian kids.

THANK YOU FOR READING. . .

More is coming. I am crying when I write this. I wrote this years ago. It is time to tell the truth. I have kept this secret for too long. I want to world to know what I went through.

It starts with love. . .

I can usually write a screenplay in a couple of days, but I am having problem reliving my childhood hell when I write this.

My father called me dummy and thought I was an idiot. So I earned many degrees.

I often failed many classes and I think I am autistic . I stopped going to high school and lived on the streets where streetwalkers were my mother figures.

I had an English teacher, who told me to return to school, for she said I was the best writer she ever had. I was shocked. I did. I hated school.

I went on to earn a PhD and my teachers told me to publish books and some said I will change history because of my research.

Even in college, I have many “F” grades, but I was accepted into graduate school because my entry essay shocked them because it was PhD level writing.

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