The Writings of Brian Treybig
Thursday, May 17, 2018
New Bohemian Rhapsody Trailer Gets Accused of "Straight Washing"
So the new trailer for Queen's movie, "Bohemian Rhapsody", has arrived with much anticipation. If you don't know who the band Queen is or who Freddie Mercury is for that matter, you've got many great moments ahead of you to research and enjoy. Those who are keen to their existence will know that Queen is one of the greatest rock bands in history backed by one of the greatest singers in history. Freddie died in 1991 from HIV / Aids due to his bisexuality which was very unfortunate but the legend lives on in the new trailer starring Rami Malek.
New Bohemian Rhapsody Trailer
Now here's Bryan Fuller.
He is a writer and producer for many successful whatevers. But that's not why we are here. He is accusing 20th Century Fox of not showing Freddie's true bisexuality in the new trailer saying that they were glazing over his attraction to men and only showing him flirting with women.
Here is a screenshot from the trailer that he obviously missed.
Yep. That's Freddie getting his flirt on with another dude. In the TRAILER.
So get your crap together Fuller before you start spreading uninformative disease.
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Depression is a Real Monster
Sleeping in a soggy blanket of sweat last night because my air conditioner went out with thoughts of what tomorrows future would hold for me job wise consumed me less than it would have done the day before. The reason for this? I was tired of the smell of tears and fears that have overcome me in the past month or so. I was depressed. Probably still am but on another level. Like when asking the Incredible Hulk how he controlled his anger, his response was, "I can control it, because I'm always angry." It may not disappear completely but at least I took control before it drowned me for good.
I've seen this depression before. When a man stole my wife I've seen it. When I lost my brother I've seen. When I lost my dog Hicks, I saw it. But never like this. I was truly out the door and I couldn't get back in. I was checking out. Scientists believe mood related chemicals such as serotonin, norepinephrine and dopamine are low in the brain during major depressive episodes. I am not one to take medication so that was out of the question. No, I had to do this on my own. I cut myself off from friends and family and they respected my wishes. Their kind words and support was my medication. Also the awareness of being stuck repeating the same day over and over opened my eyes. A very tiny slither of light showed up last night. I don't know what it was but I took it. Like eating hamburgers daily then remembering I could order a pizza when I completely forgot I could. It was hell.
My mother and father suffer from depression so it kinda runs in the family. As I've said before I have seen it in the past. Sometimes I would break out in tears for the pain I felt spreading across the entire planet. I feel for everyone. I try to help others. Sending positive energy and information to the masses. This all stemmed from just wanting a better world to live in. Well it got me. I was giving up. I didn't have anymore to give. It seemed I didn't even put as much as a dent in the human race from all the work I've done. I broke. And I was going to end it. I was fine with it. So how was I going to end it? Well I wanted to make sure my dog Milo had a good home. Wanted to make sure that I didn't make too much of a mess when I chose the location of my demise. Shotgun blast to the face and into the water. That seemed okay. When Robin Williams passed, his way of going out didn't seem like a bad way to go so I considered that.
What changed my mind? Honestly I was tired of it. I remembered the strength that I had before. The talks that I had with family and friends opened up my mind when I was sure that whatever they said was something I already knew. Seek help they said. Anyone I talked to I knew it wouldn't matter. Somewhere in the mix of all of it I saw that slither of light. Maybe it was also the prayers being sent to me through energy and in my search for answers, somehow it seeped through the cracks and entered my unconscious mind.
In any case it worked. Even on the verge of losing my job today and possibly losing my place to live that I've been at for over 20 years and being single for so long, I say bring it. If the time comes that I must end my life I'm going out doing everything I can to progress my life. One last hoorah if you will. I'm not going without a fight. I'm Brian Treybig dammit. I deserve happiness. I deserve to have the right woman in my life. Why? Because why not? I'm a good person. I care. I'm aware. And I must fight for those who can't do it themselves. It's not a perfect world but there is so much room for compromise and respect. I was tired of dealing with it all, but now you better start dealing with me. This is my home. This is my planet and I will not sit by while you dumb us down and destroy us completely. No no no. Watch out people. Brian Treybig is back.
One last thing. Even if you don't want to talk to anyone about your depression, just know that you're not alone. Just remember, it could be a few words that can destroy that silent killer with a vengeance. Much love and here's to new beginnings.
I've seen this depression before. When a man stole my wife I've seen it. When I lost my brother I've seen. When I lost my dog Hicks, I saw it. But never like this. I was truly out the door and I couldn't get back in. I was checking out. Scientists believe mood related chemicals such as serotonin, norepinephrine and dopamine are low in the brain during major depressive episodes. I am not one to take medication so that was out of the question. No, I had to do this on my own. I cut myself off from friends and family and they respected my wishes. Their kind words and support was my medication. Also the awareness of being stuck repeating the same day over and over opened my eyes. A very tiny slither of light showed up last night. I don't know what it was but I took it. Like eating hamburgers daily then remembering I could order a pizza when I completely forgot I could. It was hell.
My mother and father suffer from depression so it kinda runs in the family. As I've said before I have seen it in the past. Sometimes I would break out in tears for the pain I felt spreading across the entire planet. I feel for everyone. I try to help others. Sending positive energy and information to the masses. This all stemmed from just wanting a better world to live in. Well it got me. I was giving up. I didn't have anymore to give. It seemed I didn't even put as much as a dent in the human race from all the work I've done. I broke. And I was going to end it. I was fine with it. So how was I going to end it? Well I wanted to make sure my dog Milo had a good home. Wanted to make sure that I didn't make too much of a mess when I chose the location of my demise. Shotgun blast to the face and into the water. That seemed okay. When Robin Williams passed, his way of going out didn't seem like a bad way to go so I considered that.
What changed my mind? Honestly I was tired of it. I remembered the strength that I had before. The talks that I had with family and friends opened up my mind when I was sure that whatever they said was something I already knew. Seek help they said. Anyone I talked to I knew it wouldn't matter. Somewhere in the mix of all of it I saw that slither of light. Maybe it was also the prayers being sent to me through energy and in my search for answers, somehow it seeped through the cracks and entered my unconscious mind.
In any case it worked. Even on the verge of losing my job today and possibly losing my place to live that I've been at for over 20 years and being single for so long, I say bring it. If the time comes that I must end my life I'm going out doing everything I can to progress my life. One last hoorah if you will. I'm not going without a fight. I'm Brian Treybig dammit. I deserve happiness. I deserve to have the right woman in my life. Why? Because why not? I'm a good person. I care. I'm aware. And I must fight for those who can't do it themselves. It's not a perfect world but there is so much room for compromise and respect. I was tired of dealing with it all, but now you better start dealing with me. This is my home. This is my planet and I will not sit by while you dumb us down and destroy us completely. No no no. Watch out people. Brian Treybig is back.
One last thing. Even if you don't want to talk to anyone about your depression, just know that you're not alone. Just remember, it could be a few words that can destroy that silent killer with a vengeance. Much love and here's to new beginnings.
Thursday, August 14, 2014
When Children Rule the World
When it comes to human society we have to believe that there is hope among all the chaos. It is that sheer hope that keeps us alive. Keeps us striving for a better place to kick off our shoes.
As a child I believed that adults knew everything. I couldn't wait to grow up so I could be just as smart as they were. In that reality everything was answered. The future was bright. All of the mysteries were solved. I just had to grow up to find out what I couldn't understand back then. As I gradually grew I realize that this wasn't the case. I started to surpass the intelligence of adults. Now of course as a teenager you think you know everything. Taking that into consideration, after thinking about it as an adult, this was not the case at all. There are no secret books. There are no answers. Adults, as it seems, don't have their shit together.
I see it in the corruption of government and education. Standing in line for a long period of time knowing that I could solve the issue better than the person behind the desk to get this crowd moving aggravates the hell out of me. The reasoning behind why we don't have things figured out and answered is not because of intelligence, but because of goals. The goals have changed or maybe it was never the intention to become an intelligent species. No, the goal is to make as much money as possible and to become as powerful as possible. In order to achieve this you need to fool the American public or the human population in order to keep them from finding out your bag . If you have seen the movie Idiocracy you understand what I'm saying. This is our future friends if we do not change the goals and perspective of the human race. At this point it is very hard to do. People have lost control over their governments. As soon as we start to question them we are brought back down to our knees. Put in our place. What do we do about it? Well hell,we have no time or energy to protest. The reason for this is that pure survival is our only intention. Just to survive is difficult enough. We're too tired to protest after a hard day's work. All we want to do is sit back and relax and be entertained and by entertainment I mean watch the news which of course is acting as a mind control agent. You're tired, you're dumb, watch this, listen to this. You can't fight it. You accept it.
There's another 1% that we should be focusing on. Not the elite force of world power and the rich but the 1% of people who are aware and willing to fight. We know what's happening and cannot be duped. I am the 1% and will keep fighting with these articles of awareness as well as with the radio show Simplicity, in hope to find the rest of my friends in the 1% and open up the minds of the others who still have a slither of dignity and energy. There are children running our hospitals. Children running our schools. Children running our governments. Children running the media. With a child you can't scold them. No, then you look like the ass. You can't reason with them. You can't hit them. So what do you do with them? Send them to their room? How do you do that, when they have all this supposed power behind them? Do you leave yourself? Watch it blow up from afar? Do you try to save this child who clearly needs help? To reason with this child is impossible. They know what they want. If they want that toy bad enough they will scream and scream until they get their way. People who make the most noise wins. Calm the kid down by throwing the damn toy in their face just so you can relax? It's an easy out, but not quite an actual easy fix. What is the cause of this? What is the reasoning behind this that started it all? In the beginning when we were children we were told sayings like "Don't judge a book by its cover". When I was told this, I said OK and I took that in life and I used it. Wouldn't you know, it worked. It has opened up my mind to not be a racist. I don't see race at all actually. All I see are assholes and non assholes. Are you a good or bad person? That's all I need to know. I don't care what you look like. Don't judge a book by its cover has worked for me. Why did it work for me and not others? Maybe because of the disappointments you see daily like watching a police officer break the law and getting away with it which makes it seem socially acceptable. Makes you want to throw your hands up in the air and give up yourself. So when children see adults judging books by covers, clearly being racist, the goal is torn. Should I do what they say? You wonder, were those words of wisdom just to shut me up? Just another sugar pill? You realize that, maybe they took in the information and decided it was bullshit and not good advice at all because that's the type of world we are supposed to live in or was it a transition in one's life where you wanted to be a good person and decided the only way I'm going to be accepted and succeed in this endeavour is to drop everything that I've learned and become this droll sad sack doppelganger of a being with a number on my forehead.
I believe it's important to use those lessons. It's amazing how one can take lessons from people who are children them self. Makes you question the validity of the experiment. I didn't become universal with people because of judging books by its cover. I have many diverse friends because of it. It's important to realize that we can't change everyone especially the old dogs. That's why I ask you, the reader, to reinstate that message in your life and spread the good word. It may seem far fetched but it's a damn good start.
Be aware, be respectful, keep it simple.
As a child I believed that adults knew everything. I couldn't wait to grow up so I could be just as smart as they were. In that reality everything was answered. The future was bright. All of the mysteries were solved. I just had to grow up to find out what I couldn't understand back then. As I gradually grew I realize that this wasn't the case. I started to surpass the intelligence of adults. Now of course as a teenager you think you know everything. Taking that into consideration, after thinking about it as an adult, this was not the case at all. There are no secret books. There are no answers. Adults, as it seems, don't have their shit together.
I see it in the corruption of government and education. Standing in line for a long period of time knowing that I could solve the issue better than the person behind the desk to get this crowd moving aggravates the hell out of me. The reasoning behind why we don't have things figured out and answered is not because of intelligence, but because of goals. The goals have changed or maybe it was never the intention to become an intelligent species. No, the goal is to make as much money as possible and to become as powerful as possible. In order to achieve this you need to fool the American public or the human population in order to keep them from finding out your bag . If you have seen the movie Idiocracy you understand what I'm saying. This is our future friends if we do not change the goals and perspective of the human race. At this point it is very hard to do. People have lost control over their governments. As soon as we start to question them we are brought back down to our knees. Put in our place. What do we do about it? Well hell,we have no time or energy to protest. The reason for this is that pure survival is our only intention. Just to survive is difficult enough. We're too tired to protest after a hard day's work. All we want to do is sit back and relax and be entertained and by entertainment I mean watch the news which of course is acting as a mind control agent. You're tired, you're dumb, watch this, listen to this. You can't fight it. You accept it.
There's another 1% that we should be focusing on. Not the elite force of world power and the rich but the 1% of people who are aware and willing to fight. We know what's happening and cannot be duped. I am the 1% and will keep fighting with these articles of awareness as well as with the radio show Simplicity, in hope to find the rest of my friends in the 1% and open up the minds of the others who still have a slither of dignity and energy. There are children running our hospitals. Children running our schools. Children running our governments. Children running the media. With a child you can't scold them. No, then you look like the ass. You can't reason with them. You can't hit them. So what do you do with them? Send them to their room? How do you do that, when they have all this supposed power behind them? Do you leave yourself? Watch it blow up from afar? Do you try to save this child who clearly needs help? To reason with this child is impossible. They know what they want. If they want that toy bad enough they will scream and scream until they get their way. People who make the most noise wins. Calm the kid down by throwing the damn toy in their face just so you can relax? It's an easy out, but not quite an actual easy fix. What is the cause of this? What is the reasoning behind this that started it all? In the beginning when we were children we were told sayings like "Don't judge a book by its cover". When I was told this, I said OK and I took that in life and I used it. Wouldn't you know, it worked. It has opened up my mind to not be a racist. I don't see race at all actually. All I see are assholes and non assholes. Are you a good or bad person? That's all I need to know. I don't care what you look like. Don't judge a book by its cover has worked for me. Why did it work for me and not others? Maybe because of the disappointments you see daily like watching a police officer break the law and getting away with it which makes it seem socially acceptable. Makes you want to throw your hands up in the air and give up yourself. So when children see adults judging books by covers, clearly being racist, the goal is torn. Should I do what they say? You wonder, were those words of wisdom just to shut me up? Just another sugar pill? You realize that, maybe they took in the information and decided it was bullshit and not good advice at all because that's the type of world we are supposed to live in or was it a transition in one's life where you wanted to be a good person and decided the only way I'm going to be accepted and succeed in this endeavour is to drop everything that I've learned and become this droll sad sack doppelganger of a being with a number on my forehead.
I believe it's important to use those lessons. It's amazing how one can take lessons from people who are children them self. Makes you question the validity of the experiment. I didn't become universal with people because of judging books by its cover. I have many diverse friends because of it. It's important to realize that we can't change everyone especially the old dogs. That's why I ask you, the reader, to reinstate that message in your life and spread the good word. It may seem far fetched but it's a damn good start.
Be aware, be respectful, keep it simple.
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