RE: Clara, happy mothers day
In ther movie The Tommyknockers, actor Jimmy Smits, plays a writer who is on the mend from a case of alcoholosim and travels to a small town.
He meets a woman there who finds something glowing within the woods, which compells her to go into the forest and investigate what it is.
She trips on this peice of metal and an obsession developes as she starts digging this object out, however the object just seems to go on and on benith the ground.
This object is starting to have a very queer effect on the people within the town.
Magic tricks are performed by children in a magic show, however the disappeared children, not to return.
In time, everyone's nature and charicter changes, with the exception of Smits, as he has a metal plate in his head.
In time, the entire town is out where only once a small peice of metal had protruded out of the soil, but now, this is a major excivation, which resembels a small park, all made out of the same metal which glows green.
Because the writer is differnt, the towns folk now being posessed want to eliminate Smits.
Smits feigns acceptance and travels to where the Tommyknockers supposedly are from.
A plan is made to go inside of this vast undeground structure to see if the missing people and children are there.
Once the woman and writer enter the vast underground superstructure, they find it is enonmus inside and has highly advanced features of technology held within.
As they work to a central control room, the see the bodies who are wicked looking aliens, apparently lieing dead, hold bladed weapons, as if they had killed themselves, countless eons ago.
As they pass to the control room, one of the dorment hands starts to move.Apparently the Tommyknockers were only a'sleep and are now starting to self activate.
The find the children lost and some adults and the lady who hosted the writer is told to take them to safty up to the surface, while the writer examines the central control dish-like operators council.
Smits gets into the dish and streatches his hands to the outward controls.
As he touches these controls, a pair of metal rods, peirce both of his tempels, lightly into his brain, however he lives.
As he says goodbye to the woman he had grown to love, as he spies one of the Tommyknockers sneaking up from behind the girl, to slay her with a bladed like instrument.
Smits, now made the writer, is in his glorry within the part, at not only what he has become, but master the very insturment of terror, that the Tommyknockers had intended to unleash upon the peoples of the town.
In a fit of raqge, Smits pulls a tremendous psy force, through the power of the ship and simply obliterates the Tommyknocker alien, into thousands of peices.This action by a strange force that he had once feared, but now understand within time's vast throws, was always a hidden part of him.
The woman and the other captive escape and the large ship pulls its way out of the earth, on the writers command and starts to assend towards the heavens.
The writer in his own mind's eye, remembers his speach to a group of people within an audiance, that he had addressed after getting over his drinking problem.
Smits now closes his eyes, in the resolute knowlege that he has found his god, mastered his deamons; but must not let the union of what he has become exist any longer.
In one blink, the ships detonates thousands of feet above the ground, in a grand fireworks fashion.
Immeaditly the people who have been held captive by this mysterious force of the Tommyknocklers, are now releaved and are their normal selves once more.
Clara' what would be the Tommyknocker's greatest fears?
~~The greatest deamons we all hide within us, are the sum of the inequties of our own harsh self judgments, as well as fears.
I once knew a friend, he walked every day by the shore with me.
I grew to love him and was one with him.
The him I had grown to know was in reality myself.
In order to love anyone, one must first grown to know, respect and love themselves.
Without the attage of love, we as an inteligent species, never begin to know ourselves and within the proper sence, will never truly become prosperous.
****For what bottle outside my window, tied, I do let rest now.
This bottle is what I had crawled into in order to get away from myself.
The me I knew, ran away.I could not find him.
Then one day, when things got their worst, he came back and I greeted him as a long lost friend.//
Sometimes, we must become lost, in order to find ourselve a-new.
Is it so hard to say, that we as humans have faults and must always it seems make amends not only to find the way back, but to find what we once were?
I love you Clara or CAT does not always imply the physical, but says,"Hey I know you, you might one day be a freind"?
By the way, the last time you saw me, did you know where I was headed..?
Outisde the nonspecific urethreitis that it seems all male abductees get Clara, is what I've said here, good enough for you?
