NOAH sits on his leather chair at his study office in his apartment. As a background, including the two side walls, there is a library with leather-bound books on the shelves of which there are numerous wooden constructions and sentimental cultural items including scientific equipment.
VOICE OVER
This will be a story about the things that change, a story on transfigurations, to portray how from the old occur the new, a poetic testament of NOAH revealing how one man’s vision can be shifted into the universe of words and change lives! A physicist and a writer, that is Noah, is found at the in-between of his past life with the future exploiting the precious love of his family to change perceptions. Who is to say about destiny in front of God’s eyes?
NOAH is discussing with his son, ROBERT, at his office. They read John’s Revelation. ROBERT closes his eyes to start envisioning the city of God. There’s an otherworldly electricity in the atmosphere at the shades of dark brown and creamy light pink, equivalent with the interior decoration of the office.
ROBERT
And out of precious stones, gold and several other artifacts there will be created a Heaven in which there will be no anathema and people there will reign as kings forever!
Robert soliloquizes. Noah stares at his son with an approbative look. Immediately afterwards Robert slightly opens his eyes and uses his imagination to start transforming the environment around him.
ROBERT
At the beginning, there is only word. And word will become the poetic tool of God to create a universe that is not made up by atoms but by tiny stories…
NOAH (passionate and inspired with his son)
You know it, Robert! The power of God is inside of you! What is it that’s keeping you from accepting God into your deeds and actions and transform your life?
ROBERT
Our life, father, is a far cry from what once it could be. The question is, are we willing to fight and adapt and struggle to get back to our own Belle Epoque of creativity?
NOAH
Naaah… We got disappointed once but life is for those who keep trying!
VOICE-OVER
There was always a vision inside Noah’s head, the windswept sperms of which were being reflected into the environment and were being got back through the prism of words inside his online diary. As if this was a canon that perhaps, what he once thought it could be his own identity was not what it seemed and there were always paradigms and humans from the outside, with the same common basic needs with him that were guiding his thoughts and actions. Even though not the perfect decision maker, he was a great listener. But now, there was something in both of them and their thoughts that was being rebirthed around them, as an invisible miracle or an act of Renaissance.
INT. NY – LIVING ROOM - DAY
Paintings and figures were being reanimated, leather-bound books onto the tables were being opened to emit stardust, men from the past were being brought back in his memory and even this fatal period of being an entrepreneur would remind him the bittersweet days of his glory but also the other side of doom.
ROBERT
As a writer and a scientist haunted by the excitement but also the ghosts of the past, I believe dad you possess the perfect raw material to refine your future. The question that remains to be answered is…, are you willing to?
NOAH
It’s still… it, Robert! Notions and words and ideas isolated and personified can be the best argument when we read literature for example but I still can’t explain it in real life.
ROBERT
Then perhaps it’s the interpretation that you give. A selfish approach with which you complete the entire work as a team, on your own thoughts and then cancel the other side…
NOAH
A team… Or an imagined dream team… I guess it’s just a matter of time and mind…
A sudden shift into Noah’s and Robert’s study office and John’s Revelation that was being left onto the desk was being opened to create apparitions in the room. As if all the people that Noah interacted with at the past, were being brought back as avatars from parallel universes, his beloved ghosts, and they would interact with him, emerged from the spacetime of Revelation, only to lead to catharsis.
FIGURE 1
You’re being lost inside the flow Noah…! Management should be all about spirituality!
FIGURE 2
These should be moments of great decisions…!
FIGURE 3
Congratulations! I wish only distinctions for you Noah!
FIGURE 4
I can’t found a theory if I don’t accept a hypothesis externally defined! For Einstein, this was the speed of light…
As a stream of consciousness and memories, a light beam risen from the book and travelled up to the living room, these apparitions into the air had come back, so now Noah’s mind was being bombarded by a mixed reality of emotions and thoughts.
ROBERT
I believe mocking is a repetitive motif when it comes to your history dad… Dirtying the sacred maybe?
NOAH
I don’t know! I just don’t know!
ROBERT
Any idea of how to honor your past and the memory of all those you left behind?
NOAH
Words and patterns… Scientists are makers of patterns…
Noah immediately afterwards started to touch and play with the wooden constructions and the scientific equipment that was found in their living room. A wooden globe standing in the middle of it, a small telescope onto a shelf, a ship resembling the boat of Columbus, a kaleidoscope, Noah would turn around the medium size space and would fight with his ideas and emotions.
NOAH (CONT’D)
I guess we shouldn’t put the blame to men that did everything they could and they just had no more to give, right? Or it’s just that they couldn’t give…
ROBERT
The future holds secrets only the past can reveal… And in this journey, nothing is what it seems and nothing lasts forever!
VOICE-OVER
Noah has been a scientist and a writer who would lack the motivation to acknowledge the good that was being done to him and only accuse others based on their weaknesses and personal attacks! Not until the revelatory experience had he realized destiny was only known to God and unless he could find a way to reconciliate with him and his own stories, he couldn’t be expecting of more to come… And even though perfection belongs to Him and only, force majeure is a reality of humans, right?