Scientology California and Corruption
Well I filed with the state of California and they dropped all of claims claiming they all have the same statute of limitations, 2012. But that is not right. The day before I received notification in the mail, but the day after the notices were sent. I am trolled by an actor who lives in Venice on Twitter. The guy acts nice at first, while sending me direct messages calling me crazy.
I dig into who he is and it turns out he is Jewish and does charity work for a Jewish addiction group in the Valley and his last two jobs in Hollywood are both at FOX studios which is now Disney. This guy trolls me the day after they have sent me letters dropping my case against DISNEY.
I also realize this guy has worked with Scientology actors.
I get offered a job in background. My first job offer in a decade and from a company in New York shooting in Los Angeles. I tell them know after I discover that the Director had worked with Jeremy Gilbreathe on the Social Network. Also the return email is United Artists? That is the name of the company venture of Annapurna Pictures and MGM. The film is Netflix but I am not trusting any of this and I do not have a car anyways to get to set.
I am mortified. It is as if the state of California intentionally dragged this out so I could not get help. I am ANTI SOCIAL NOW. I do not like people. I love acting and the only time I prefer being around people is when I am pretending to be someone else.
I do not think Scientology understands that. I do not think Californians understand that either.
I have no ambition or desire to work in the industry at all if I can not pursue acting. I am not being challenged. I am being wasted. My brain is bored. I was creating movies and characters and stories and now I do not want to create anything. I have stopped writing on ARTISTIC HOPE. I have stopped using photo shop. I have stopped caring about being an editor. I have stopped caring about wanting people in my life if I can not say I am an actor. I do not to be a COG in the wheel. I do not want to just make a pay check. And I do not want to hang out with people who want to talk about movies or go to the movies if I can not be an actor working in movies.
I do not want to be anything or care about making money and the only thing I had left I want to be great at, was acting. I really do not care about being rich if I hate what I am doing to make money. I have no passion for life because my imagination has been shut off. My inner mind has been silenced and what made me feel unique and like I had something special to give, has died.
I do not want to be the same all the time. I do not want to have a job where I go to the same place and I am stuck in a box. I do not care if there is not allot of money in the industry. I know that is not true. It just seems not right that there is this mentality you either make millions in the industry or nothing. I do not care about making anything if I can not be seen as an actor and I can not be respected as talent.
If the objective was to kill my acting career, then I am dead. I do not care about having a life or a career without the craft of acting. I never want to see my parents again, and I do not want a normal boring life with no growth. I do not want to be a teacher and I do not want to host a TV show. I hate reality TV and I do not watch OPRAH. I like OPRAH but I do not watch any day time TV if it does not contain actors.
I want to play a detective or Sherlock Holmes, or play a reporter, but not actually be a reporter. I want to be in acting classes training and building my skills as an actor. I want to be audition again. I want to cold read. I want to be pretending to be someone else again and not feel stuck.
I do not want to be your friend. I do not want to date you. If I can not be a professional actor I want my life to be over. And you can not make me be your friend or lover. You can not make me want to be with you or to work for you or to have a life. I had a fantastic life where I got to change who I was and make my imagination come alive and you want me in a one dimensional boring cubicle and I hate you for it.