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cinemacereal · 1 year

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u are so real for that man

ppl really underestimate the importance of the audience/artist relationship. its damn near sacred and in order for it to works theres gotta be a lot of trust involved. like im not about to create something that causes me misery snd then inflict that on my audience. im gonna create something that causes me joy and then inflict it on my audience. totally different,

also that’s painfully relatable dude damn. my drafts are slowly turning into one of those scifi labs full of people in tanks being barely kept alive. all of my potential posts are just clinging to life in the drafts tab

this is my second time writing this and in the first one i was talking about michelangelo and then my tumblr crashed because it couldn't handle the truth. anyway do u have any tips on how to finish projects?

yooo holy shit.

this is a really cool question bro i hella appreciate it, so i’ll try to keep the bullshitometer at a reasonable level.

as a person whos got a very serious case of the ADHD’s finishing projects, even silly dumbshit ones like this here blog is a Sisyphean task. generally, my method of achieving tasks is through two methods

METHOD ONE: THE CELL PHONE COMPANY METHOD

have you ever tried to cancel with your cell phone company, or like,,, any scummy service that is designed to be intentionally confusing and overly complicated? we gonna use this method to make your brain Do What u want it do.

if you have a habit of quitting projects halfway through, make it ANNOYINGLY INCONVENIENT to quit. i personally set release dates and flood my socials with posters and shit, that way it would require me to inform everyone i know that my release date has changed, which is annoying and requires the dreaded phone call.

habit breaking is VERY difficult, so making your usual habit more inconvenient than your desired behavior usually gives u that extra push you need.

METHOD TWO: THE JUST STRAIGHT UP LYING METHOD

this is the method i use to beat executive functioning issues, and its an absolute goddamn brain hack to do the dishes.

okay so lets say you wanna do those dishes. they dishes are piling up and its become a jack in the beanstalk situation but instead of fighting giants and medieval poverty, its a sad sad attempt at eating soup with a fork. its okay man, we’ve all been there.

doing ALL the dishes at once seems like an impossible task. its kafkaesque, honestly i dont blame u.

but doing one dish? yeahhh you can handle doing one dish. u got this .

so, you tell yourself you only gotta do one dish, and once that one dish is done, well you might as WELL do the others. i mean they’ll get sad otherwise and you’re already here.

applying this creatively might be forcing yourself to write just one page, which will get you into your groove and then suddenly you’ve written 6 and its some of the best material you’ve ever written.

finally, my biggest suggestion is dont lie to yourself if a project just isnt working. i can tell within the first page of a blog post if its worth finishing.

being creative isn’t always a natural process. it’s uncomfortable work a good 60% of the time. but it’s important to listen to your intuition if you’re struggling to work at it. sometimes, a project you really like has a fundamental flaw thats really preventing you from like,,,, actually getting ideas. its YOUR project, if you dont feel the passion, your audience wont either.

its okay to not finish a project, as long as ur learning and while done is always better than perfect, you dont know you dont like your idea until you do the work fleshing it out.

i hope that helps give you at least a jumping off point yo. i appreciate you coming to my silly goofy self for advice or suggestions, like im flattered for real man

here’s a special cereal gif as a token of appreciation

stay magically delicious man, you got this

PS: im desperate to hear abt michalangelo oh my god please the suspense is killing me. the suspense has infected the water system and the suspense levels in my bloodstream are destroying my bones. my poor skeleton, bro.

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cinemacereal · 1 year

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yooo holy shit.

this is a really cool question bro i hella appreciate it, so i’ll try to keep the bullshitometer at a reasonable level.

METHOD ONE: THE CELL PHONE COMPANY METHOD

habit breaking is VERY difficult, so making your usual habit more inconvenient than your desired behavior usually gives u that extra push you need.

METHOD TWO: THE JUST STRAIGHT UP LYING METHOD

this is the method i use to beat executive functioning issues, and its an absolute goddamn brain hack to do the dishes.

doing ALL the dishes at once seems like an impossible task. its kafkaesque, honestly i dont blame u.

but doing one dish? yeahhh you can handle doing one dish. u got this .

so, you tell yourself you only gotta do one dish, and once that one dish is done, well you might as WELL do the others. i mean they’ll get sad otherwise and you’re already here.

finally, my biggest suggestion is dont lie to yourself if a project just isnt working. i can tell within the first page of a blog post if its worth finishing.

its okay to not finish a project, as long as ur learning and while done is always better than perfect, you dont know you dont like your idea until you do the work fleshing it out.

i hope that helps give you at least a jumping off point yo. i appreciate you coming to my silly goofy self for advice or suggestions, like im flattered for real man

here’s a special cereal gif as a token of appreciation

stay magically delicious man, you got this

#shitpost #cinemacerealpost #asks box #adhd tips #its magically delicious #i wonder how long i czn keep up this cereal gimmick i fuck with it so hard man #cerealasks #flashing gif

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cinemacereal · 1 year

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Can you tag your recent blaze post with “eye strain” or “flashing lights” please?

i would but im unable to edit it my bad i didn’t even think abt that tbh. that one’s on me

#cerealasks

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cinemacereal · 1 year

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Your stupid fucking sponsored post is so fucking long I hope you get hit by a car

oh my god

this is it guys

i officially have my first hate mail!!

kisses you right on the forehead anon i feel famous

#cerealasks #flashing gif

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cinemacereal · 2 years

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STARS WARS: GIRLBOSSING ON TATTOOINE

so i am not what you might call a star wars fan. personally, Shakespeare in space was never my cup of tea. however, the hands of fate have forced me into a situation wherein my seeing flesh orbs were forced to gaze upon its majesty.

now this movie was a fuckin trip, for several reasons, but i really just wanna talk about the shitty little rat tail obi wan kenobi thought was acceptable to wear.

he looks like a sad lemur abducted by a hairdresser who's only knowledge of hair comes straight from a backstreet boys magazine printed in 1999.

and it gets worse because the entire movie he just sits there and exists with this shitty rattail.

and this isn't even branching on the topic of the absolute coolguy anakin is.

obi wan is like,,,, a whole ass adult and he gets showed up by a 6-year-old in a bowl cut. Dude manages to woo padme by just existing, and then somehow manages to become the most useful character??? like,, qui gon jinn just takes one look at this sentient mop and goes "yeah sure, he's probably more useful than my JEDI KNIGHT PSEUDO SON." like this dude obviously just rolled a nat fuckin 20 on charisma and decided to roll with it.

yeah, whats up, the name's anakin skywalker and I'm about to steal your girl, your dad, and the podrace.

he's like space pete davidson, but instead of managing to date legendary sex symbol supermodels, he's just really good at podracing.

#girlboss #star wars #tattooine #obi wan #padme amidala #star wars phantom menace #shitpost #flashing gif

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cinemacereal · 2 years

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people gotta stop romanticizing college man AKA: being both in charge of the narrative and subject to its inclinations is some whimsical horseshit and i do not fuckin abide

aight so im in film school right. and like, people really gotta stop romanticizing college bro. i don't even fuckin know if I actually like the thing I'm going to school for. i chose to be here and every day i wonder if i even like filmmaking, which is ludicrous of course i do.

however, this is far more nuanced a question than just the simple "does this thing make me happy." my whole goddamn career depends upon the far more loaded question of "do this thing make me happy enough i could do it for conceivably the next 50+ years and not prefer to launch myself directly into the sun than get up for work one more day." which is significantly harder to answer.

especially considerin i am in no way ignorant to the fact that im more than certain that future me will look upon current me with the same wallowing acid bath of disgust i hold for past me.

therefore i am in a particularly stupid and unsolvable paradox. If i am to determine that my future lies with the complicated and frustrating art of filmmaking, i need to do some soul searching and finish my character arc. However in order to have said character arc, i need to have,my life pointed in a direction so that the metatextual narrative doesn't crash and burn

i wish i could put my whole life on pause, figure myself out, then go back into it with a newfound sense of purpose. its like my author wrote like,, half of my story and then said "im bored" and left me in the vast expansive wastelands of the tumblr draft section, where all good posts go to die, and never actually got around to figuring out the second half of my epic character arc.

like, it’s so weird to say this but I feel like I’m at that point in my narrative or I’m about to get some serious character development??? my identity is finally coming into being and i have a sense of who i am in the metatextual narrative of this story, or at least the many different versions of myself that simultaneously exist and do not exist within the narrative at any given moment. like, at i am able to hold an internal socratic dialog with the 6 other versions of myself i am consciously aware of, which has to stand for somethin in the ridiculous self examination im doing for you, correct?

but the thing about character development is that you cant exactly have the aforementioned internal socratic dialog of you have fuckin english homework due. so what ends up actually happening is you procrastinate your big enlightenment for a more convenient time in order to keep the trains running on time. because god fucking forbid the train stops and you have an identity crisis. like everything functions fine when you keep the train moving, but if your train is falling apart you cant exactly power through a broken axle.

like oh shit the wheels are falling off and we’re either going to keep moving forward or the train is going to careen off the cliff of mental illness, and then when you DO inevitably crash, you say oh fuck i could never have predicted this. i am irretrievably fucked. except you DID predict this, all the way when your worst situation was a loose screw. but no, nobody takes you seriously until you crash and the whole train car fuckin obliterates itself on the mental illness tree like a small child running face-first into a glass screen door and watching with abject horror as the glass spiders on impact and shatters dramatically, covering the child in the snowflakes of his own grievous error.

i was in a boat where i was honestly doing pretty okay, and my workload is just light enough my ADHD doesn’t ruin my life 24/7 but i have one(1) singular negative thing happen and im all out of whack

plus, it doesn’t help that like,, i suddenly now have all these passions for writing and drawing for my buddies and making shitty jpeg gifs for my blog but i dont have any energy for film?? reader i willingly started this blog, made most of these gifs myself, and wrote out this insane, self-indulgent dialog because i, personally had the passion to do so. (wait can writing self-indulgent rantblogs be a career. because i'd be so good at that dude. i can finally stop ranting in my friends dms at like 3am)

im fuckin terrified 24/7 that i actually dont wanna do film and i wish i had time to figure that out.

like im a rad dude okay.

im one cool motherfucker, and being a cool motherfucker means i have like,,, a Lot of interests and talents that suit me in my role as said cool motherfucker.

in summary, i’m rad as shit.

this is known

the issue though is that my particular interests do not neatly fit themselves together in a way that a career path is easily laid out for me. i am such a jack of all trades that i could theoretically work in almost any department and become successful.

but, since i am only a man, my general quest is self-fulfillment, right? like the whole goddamn point of being on this stupid spinning rock of infinite horseshit is enlightenment. maslow's hierarchy of needs and all that shit.

so how, the fuck, am i supposed to figure out my particular position in life if i can conceivably find a career in like 6 different wildly divergent paths if i don't spend the next ten fuckin years trying each of them on like a little girl figuring out which disney princess halloween costume dress really says “me”

and i thought i was ahead of the game on this front. i had my first midlife crisis when i was 12 goddamnit. I've been staring at my own splintered identity since i started eating fuckin crayons, you'd think i'd have this shit sorted by now. i am a goddamn philosophical stable boy, mucking out the horseshit that is my psychological identity and self-actualization issues, except the horse in question is also in fact me, and he refuses to stop shitting. it is an endless stream of horse shit coated psyche turds, glittering in the beams of sunlight peaking through the wooden walls of the stables in question, which i guess within the context of this metaphor would be my skull.

and to add another layer to the layer cake of horseshit you and i are mucking out and subsequently baking together, our professors act as if on some level we have a full and in-depth understanding of who we are as people enough to like,,, make a fuckin decision about the career that will essentially define the rest of our lives

like, i can barely feed myself and put myself to bed. i am functionally at the same level of self-care as an overgrown infant, and im expected to have any understanding of how i wanna spend my life?

i call bullshit

we’re both intelligent and deeply interesting people, you and i, reader

we’re goddamn genuinely thoughtful and fascinating individuals with a wide variety of interests.

we are, what The Adults would call “well rounded”

and yet we still cannot manage to figure out any of this shit in a way that makes logical sense

and seriously dude, like if they were actually going to prepare us for college i would have appreciated more philosophy on the nature of enlightenment and self-fulfillment, because like yeah i definitely still wouldn’t have figured any of it out, but at least i would know what all the professional question askers up top have to say

or any assistance on the whole “who am i and where do i fit in the world” question?

like surely we could fuckin squeeze that particular topic in between WW2 for the fifth time and analyzing another robert fucking frost poem like motherfucker i don't even understand how basic college shit works, and I'm expected to become the fucking buddha and then also turn in that ten-page paper on whatever the fuck? no, of course not.

we're expected to casually figure out the existential quandary of the universe over gay brunch with the ladies and never fucking touch the topic again. case closed, book shut, the narrative is linear as shit and everyone is pleased, roll credits. like seriously what in the authors cursed name is that about? thats not how people work, author, you cant just expect them to hinge their entire identities off of a paragraph you haphazardly wrote down at 3am!

we need spiritual fulfillment! i need my character to be fleshed out man! i dont care if the author is dead, you get your corpse right back here and explain to me what all this nonsense you conjured up means!

i demand an answer for the existential question of my life's purpose, dammit! as an author it is your responsibility to give the audience a satisfying conclusion, and i, as both a character and audience member am demanding a goddamn explanation! But as both author and character, i am essentially demanding that ouroboros stop eating his own goddamn tail for a minute and explain the transitive property to me, except ouroboros is also me and he doesnt fuckin know what the transitive property is because he hasnt been in 7th grade math class in like 6 years and he is also a fuckin snake.

#CinemaCerealpost #shitpost #existential dread #flashing images

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