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H.G.FASS
Filmmaker
Theme for a fugitive couple on the run from dangerous mafia assassins on all sides.
Believe me
Grateful to have had the opportunity to make this fun hip hop music video.
Grateful to have had the opportunity to make this fun hip hop music video.
SAVAGE
Oh woe tis thee, my wretched soul, that you come upon me.
That blond fake beauteous demon who drains and drinks away the vitality of my life from the beginning days from whence I first saw that sloped-back sideways mountain.
Of cast-off dreams and broken bones, you twist and turn and make stink and putrid worms all the petty hopes and wishes of mere mortal man as he seeks to eke out what little path he may upon the black winter’s cold of lifetime’s shattered days.
I run that desperate race against existence itself sinking into the snow ever deeper as time; it closes in upon me with a cavernous hunger that devours all life.
I am the hunted in a blinding blizzard, snow burning my eyes and searing my face with burning cold.
I am the victim of an unknown karmic debt I can never escape.
Smarter, more capable, yet always beaten in the end.
Vanquished by the demon.
Oh woe tis thee, my wretched soul, that you come upon me.
That blond fake beauteous demon who drains and drinks away the vitality of my life from the beginning days from whence I first saw that sloped-back sideways mountain.
Of cast-off dreams and broken bones, you twist and turn and make stink and putrid worms all the petty hopes and wishes of mere mortal man as he seeks to eke out what little path he may upon the black winter’s cold of lifetime’s shattered days.
I run that desperate race against existence itself sinking into the snow ever deeper as time; it closes in upon me with a cavernous hunger that devours all life.
I am the hunted in a blinding blizzard, snow burning my eyes and searing my face with burning cold.
I am the victim of an unknown karmic debt I can never escape.
Smarter, more capable, yet always beaten in the end.
Vanquished by the demon.
A documentary about China's latest cultural genocide in Tibet with Colonial Boarding Schools.
Nearly every school-age child inside Tibet between the ages of 4 to 18 years of age (800,000 to 1-million children) is effectively separated from their family in one of these Chinese state run institutions inside Tibet today.
Special thanks to Lhadon Tethong for joining us with a massively powerful interview.
Nearly every school-age child inside Tibet between the ages of 4 to 18 years of age (800,000 to 1-million children) is effectively separated from their family in one of these Chinese state run institutions inside Tibet today.
Special thanks to Lhadon Tethong for joining us with a massively powerful interview.
Artificial Intelligence (AI) represents a transformative technological advancement distinct from any human creation in history due to its nature as an active independent agent rather than merely being just another passive tool.
Traditional technologies have primarily functioned as dependent tools that only amplified or augmented existing human capabilities, defined by human instructions and human constraints. These tools, from the wheel all the way up to the computer, have performed tasks specified and controlled directly by humans, lacking autonomy and the ability to independently adapt, learn, or make decisions on their own.
Traditional technologies have primarily functioned as dependent tools that only amplified or augmented existing human capabilities, defined by human instructions and human constraints. These tools, from the wheel all the way up to the computer, have performed tasks specified and controlled directly by humans, lacking autonomy and the ability to independently adapt, learn, or make decisions on their own.
Opening sequence for my very first work dealing with the supernatural and scary.
Stay tuned...
Stay tuned...
An irreverent art montage of the adventures and misadventures that happen in the land of night.
All things ultimately emerge from the dark if you think about it.
Make of it what you will, but always remember the responsibility is totally your own.
Look beyond the light and dark of things and see beyond the superficial appearances.
Choose wisely and choose well.
Heart and soul…
All things ultimately emerge from the dark if you think about it.
Make of it what you will, but always remember the responsibility is totally your own.
Look beyond the light and dark of things and see beyond the superficial appearances.
Choose wisely and choose well.
Heart and soul…
Edward Bernays, often referred to as the “Father of Public Relations,” revolutionized how individuals and institutions communicate with the masses. Drawing heavily on the work of his uncle Sigmund Freud, Bernays utilized these insights into human psychology to develop a methodology for engineering consent, shaping public opinion and consumer behavior. While his contributions to the field of public relations are undeniable, his work has also had profound and deeply troubling implications for American society. By leveraging psychological manipulation, Bernays helped create a consumer-driven culture that has corroded the traditional pillars of family, self-reliance, religion, and community, fostering a society increasingly disconnected from its cultural roots in the service of those with the power to manifest their will upon the masses.
From the dank bog depths of an ancient past older than time itself they have emerged once more from beneath the darkened earth to herald yet again the return of spring.
These old souls are the forest spirits whose songs at night banish the frost of cold and ice of water that stills all life and crushes growing green.
Their multitudinous throngs emerge in an orgy of sound, wet, lustful to procreate with an abandon that only comes from waking from that deep sleep as they bided their time waiting for this final night to come.
Winter has been banished.
This victory was manifest at night, like all the other ones before.
Pale meek humans only see the results in daytime with the organs of their eyes, what is always manifest in truth under the stars and beneath the moon when the sun takes its turn for rightful rest.
These beings have remained elemental and eternal beyond the knowable, dare we try to interfere.
The frogs.
These old souls are the forest spirits whose songs at night banish the frost of cold and ice of water that stills all life and crushes growing green.
Their multitudinous throngs emerge in an orgy of sound, wet, lustful to procreate with an abandon that only comes from waking from that deep sleep as they bided their time waiting for this final night to come.
Winter has been banished.
This victory was manifest at night, like all the other ones before.
Pale meek humans only see the results in daytime with the organs of their eyes, what is always manifest in truth under the stars and beneath the moon when the sun takes its turn for rightful rest.
These beings have remained elemental and eternal beyond the knowable, dare we try to interfere.
The frogs.
This essay aims to explore the complexity of the Book of Job by examining its role within Abrahamic traditions, its impact on Christianity and Western intellectual thought, and the profound moral inconsistencies it presents. We will draw upon insights from Carl Jung and contrast them with Buddhist philosophy to articulate the distinctive treatment of the meaning of suffering within these frameworks.
Frederick the Great, King of Prussia, was a monarch known not only for his military acumen but also for his intellectual pursuits and enlightened ideas. Among his significant contributions to political thought is his philosophical work, "The Anti-Machiavel."
The Ethical and Scientific Imperative Against Animal Testing: Embracing Compassionate and Effective Research Together.
by Howard Günter Fass
by Howard Günter Fass
Early morning I came to the lake.
Enveloped in mist and clouds, I sat at the edge of the water.
Watching the waves come to shore.
Connected and at peace.
Grateful.
Complete.
Bde Maka Ska
Enveloped in mist and clouds, I sat at the edge of the water.
Watching the waves come to shore.
Connected and at peace.
Grateful.
Complete.
Bde Maka Ska
I’ve abandoned the safety of my nighttime’s sleeping abode and have cast sail to join the throngs of moving people who will take to the air and travel above and beyond the sky today.
All is beginning.
All is potentiality and ready to manifest.
All is still possible.
All is potentiality and ready to manifest.
All is still possible.
There is something deeply moving about watching these home movies filmed by long lost people from another time.
One wonders what became of them in the final inferno of war and its brutal aftermath in that part of Europe.
All civilians pay the heaviest price in modern war and politics for the deeds and misdeeds of the minders and rulers who lord over them. Its a human tragedy throughout the ages and from all sides.
One wonders what became of them in the final inferno of war and its brutal aftermath in that part of Europe.
All civilians pay the heaviest price in modern war and politics for the deeds and misdeeds of the minders and rulers who lord over them. Its a human tragedy throughout the ages and from all sides.
Finding missing people would be easier with a license plate system that uses universally recognized symbols, such as a star, heart, or circle to make it easier to report license plates to law enforcement rapidly. Even young children can recognize, remember, and report symbols without requiring the ability to read.
This is the invention and mission of my good friend Gary Richard, who has pioneered this important effort to provide an improved system for motor vehicle identification.
Why is this important? Child trafficking, abductions and other heinous crimes against our most vulnerable in our society inevitably utilize automobiles and the transportation of these victims.
The ability to positively identify vehicles rapidly, even in tense stressful circumstances, is critical when every moment counts and a child's life could potentially be on the line.
Watch this fascinating conversation with Gary Richard here..
Thank you Gary for all the amazing work you do!
This is the invention and mission of my good friend Gary Richard, who has pioneered this important effort to provide an improved system for motor vehicle identification.
Why is this important? Child trafficking, abductions and other heinous crimes against our most vulnerable in our society inevitably utilize automobiles and the transportation of these victims.
The ability to positively identify vehicles rapidly, even in tense stressful circumstances, is critical when every moment counts and a child's life could potentially be on the line.
Watch this fascinating conversation with Gary Richard here..
Thank you Gary for all the amazing work you do!
Asty and I were doing some location filming in Lynn, Massachusetts in preparation for an important documentary we're working on regarding the fentanyl and opiod crisis impacting our local communities.
In the midst of this on-site filming, we spontaneously started talking about poetry, love and the inspiration that makes the heart sing and art possible.
Asty is a local poet with deep wisdom and a spirit that can't be stopped.
In the midst of this on-site filming, we spontaneously started talking about poetry, love and the inspiration that makes the heart sing and art possible.
Asty is a local poet with deep wisdom and a spirit that can't be stopped.
Its a story about profound human frailty and weakness in the face of unlimited knowledge and unknowable capability when confronted by an intelligence that is, at best indifferent to human welfare and at worst completely opposed to biological life.
A very modern Faustian tale...
A very modern Faustian tale...
It’s nighttime.
We are both asleep, but an awareness wakens me.
All is pale still quiet.
Muted.
Only the distant sounds of cars and a gentle wind gives any sign that beyond our room exists an outside other world.
For now, there is only here and the two of us in our bed bathed in the silver blue moonbeams that travel from the stars fluttering through the thin sheets to us.
You lay on your side facing me as I observe the features of your face.
We are both asleep, but an awareness wakens me.
All is pale still quiet.
Muted.
Only the distant sounds of cars and a gentle wind gives any sign that beyond our room exists an outside other world.
For now, there is only here and the two of us in our bed bathed in the silver blue moonbeams that travel from the stars fluttering through the thin sheets to us.
You lay on your side facing me as I observe the features of your face.
The diesel engine rumbles in the distance, it’s brute force thunderous and majestic.
It’s turning shakes the windows as it’s power pulls forward the train.
There is the smell of the fuel.
Conductor radio’s electronic announcements make static insect sounds suspended in air.
It’s turning shakes the windows as it’s power pulls forward the train.
There is the smell of the fuel.
Conductor radio’s electronic announcements make static insect sounds suspended in air.
Love, if it is true, can transcend every distance, traverse every obstacle and endure beyond space and time.
Perched upon the high mountain you have mastery and see all that I am and will ever be.
Perched upon the high mountain you have mastery and see all that I am and will ever be.
Those lights are not the pinpricks of sunrise, but rather the burn of the fire.
That devouring blaze that binds and maims and consumes it all.
That devouring blaze that binds and maims and consumes it all.
Beyond the this or that or any other fabricated thing there is the unelaborated reality. An empire of totality.
There is the awareness.
There is mind.
There is what is primary.
With this in mind, I took to the sea with camera in-hand and asked the ocean to speak to me.
There is the awareness.
There is mind.
There is what is primary.
With this in mind, I took to the sea with camera in-hand and asked the ocean to speak to me.
Video rendering of my poem, "The Frosting".
Dedicated to the enduring flame of love.
Dedicated to the enduring flame of love.
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