A Deck Of Cards, I am - English, Original Script - 2:22 Minutes

Max Biryukov

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Podcasting

Description

This is a script about life, about existing. It is a script that was first written out of fun, and it had no voice nor tone, but I believe that my demo has managed to add those to the script.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Mark's bio. Have I shuffled this deck before my fingers teether along the edge following every command as though they're mine. But I cannot feel them as these unfamiliar hands disservice. The concept of infinity. The fast ending reverberant of the cards coed me to this land of finite. It is a paradox. This enclosure knows no bounds. I've noticed an atmosphere yet I feel oddly connected to the card's breeze feet are planted to the ground, but I feel joined to the floor boards. Where am I? I noticed a violin symphony but where am I relative to the concept of sound? I feel vibrations in ratio to music. But how is this possible when I am nowhere near the concept of touch? I witness a blaring aura sharp to my eyes. Yet I don't recall gaining vision. I feel my senses fade as I ponder I regress thoughts feel like a multidimensional war in which the battlefield is ever expanding. The complexity of ideas come to a halt through friction as the impassioned tonality of the violin conquers my attention. At last. I see, I feel I hear I smell I touch. I am the geometric essence of this room configures to my eye connected. I witnessed the transaction of energy through candlelight and painting, reflecting spectrums of colors by nature's ordinance. Tremendous amounts of deep, intricate and nuanced patterns waltz through my mind, interconnecting the senses into a rope with this rope, the thread of my existence I bear. I am.