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Avatar the Disco Zap fantasy
Avatar provides a world where the signs are simple, only if it was so simple, the signs on Earth are complex and can take centuries to decipher and the retribution is slow but exact. The creation of Pandora makes a complex ecosystem that gives clear signs. Earth has not been excused for being subtle, trees don't light up like it is Christmas or a shopping mall. They silently grow and have the utmost subtlety. This is life not fantasy, life on Earth has taken many forms and is always open to expansion and extinction, preservation is crucial and that is the real test. Preservation is not subservience or mastery but a solution in itself within a planet that changes through our interaction with it. It is important to modify your actions if they will have an effect on your ability to survive or you can just hope for the best which is what the character Jake Sully does. Is this the real message? Just go for broke and it will be all ok? Take a chance? Throw the dice? To survive on Earth ...
elephant
If only I knew or understood. The figure was real they were wandering in the darkness sleeping by day. The neighbour was not to be trusted they had to do what they had to do. It was a matter of survival. The figure had to live somewhere, they were verbally transported to the underworld and they were to build. A bikie gang making amphetamines somewhere ready to poison children in order to survive. A job at a supermarket was too much to bare they needed real money real weapons enough to be entrepreneurs. What about the real person surely they could survive on a wage? Never, not in this day and age a wage wouldn't pay your rent you have to sell yourself sell your altruism sell your love to the thrill taker. Even when a wage was survivable why did they peddle their wares then? Because you can never have enough and there is always a good excuse ready to make a packet of money, "I just had to do it". My neighbour wanted a high they wanted to pay less for goods with no warranty ...
cliche
I rarely have ideas, I have to work for them they don't just come and consume me, ready made nonsense ready to be followed. They come as a hint ready to be read or analysed. Who is this character but a cliche, anonymous, terra nullius, vacant but ready. Ready for what? Ready to exist or stand in ambiguity. Are we all not ambiguous? Embarrassing, hidden by postures. Ready to be misunderstood, read. The assailant waits somewhere waits for something a chance. The chance occurs and the cliche makes headway into a report that is filed away. The vacant figure leaves a paper trail, that is for certain. An animal that is left to roam in a sea of delirium. The movie was real, the report was real, the charge sheet was real, the person waiting in the shadows was not, they ceased to exist. They wrote the marks that somehow where no longer real that were accounted for in damages to the state, a tally of numbers somewhere in a file that had become essential. The act was abstract, a defined set, ...