Sunday, May 12, 2019

FILM LIFE THE INTRODUCTION

FILM LIFE
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Chad Harris
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8:40PM EST - 9:08PM EST
MAY 12TH, 2019
MOTHER'S DAY
SYRACUSE, NEW YORK 13203

THE LIFE FILM
THE INTRODUCTION:
THE LIFE FILM IS THE ULTIMATE RESULTING CULMINATION OF A LIFE OF FILMING IT. "FILM LIFE" IS A FILM THEORY. "THE FILM LIFE THEORY" WAS INSPIRED BY THE DEATHS OF TWO FRIENDS I KNEW BETWEEN ELEVEN AND TWELVE YEARS AGO. THEY DIED BETWEEN SEVEN AND ELEVEN YEARS AGO. I MET NAIJAH GROVER SR. IN 2007, THE SUMMER BEFORE OUR SENIOR AND JUNIOR YEAR RESPECTIVELY. NAIJAH AND I RODE THE SAME BUS TO SCHOOL, WE MET AT THE END OF HIS SOPHMORE YEAR. WE HUNG OUT THAT ENTIRE SUMMER. NAIJAH'S FIRST JOB WAS MCDONALDS AND AT THE TIME OF OUR INTRODUCTION HE WASN'T WORKING THERE ANYMORE BUT HAD SAVED UP MONEY, I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER NAIJAH WAS AN EARLY SAVER. HE MAY HAVE TURNED OUT VERY FINANCIALLY SAVVY. A DISTANT MEMORY HAS JUST REARED ITS HEAD; NAIJAH'S EARLY IDEA WAS TO BUY A CAR AND HAVE IT ENDORSED BY A COMPANY AFTER PAINTING IT IN THE COMPANY'S IMAGE AS TRAVELLING ADVERTISEMENT AND PUBLICITY. I WILL HAVE TO DO THAT FOR HIM, IN HIS HONOR. I HAD GOTTEN MY FIRST JOB A FEW WEEKS AFTER MEETING NAIJAH. WE HUNG OUT EVERYDAY AND I WENT TO WORK AND TO BREAK FROM AND TO HIS FAMILY'S HOME. HIS FAMILY EMBRACED ME AND I MET THEM ALL. ALEX, RONNIE, DEE HARRIS, MS. DEENA, SHEENA, NET, HIS GRANDMOTHER, HIS FATHER. I LOOK BACK ELEVEN YEARS AND WISH I COULD GRAB IT ONCE MORE AND SIT ON HIS BALCONY AGAIN AT MIDNIGHT SMOKING WHILE LISTENING TO OUTKAST' "FUNKY RIDE" WHILE WATCHING BRITTNEY LEAVE INGLES AFTER WORKING ALL NIGHT WITH HER. I AM NOW PLAYING THE SONG. I WAS AROUND NAIJAH WHEN THE IDEA OF ADOLESCENCES AND IDOL LESSONS CAME TO FRUITION. NAIJAH AND HIS BROTHER RONNIE COULD DRAW AND I BELIEVE I DID TELL THEM ABOUT THIS STORY BECAUSE IT WAS THE ONLY ANIMATION IDEA I HAD THEN AND WE WERE TALKING ABOUT AN ANIMATION IDEA I HAD AND I KNOW I WAS WORKING ON THAT STORY THEN. THE CONCEPT WAS THE GROWING PAINS I HAD ENCOUNTERED AND WOULD CONTINUE. WHO KNEW JUST HOW TRUE SUCH WORDS WOULD RING? I NEVER STOP THINKING ABOUT NAIJAH GROVER SR AND VANESSA HONEY MALONE AS WELL AS JOSH D. HUTCHINSON. DEATH IS LIFE'S END CYCLE AND DEALING WITH THE LOSS OF LOVED ONES IS A HARSH AFTERTASTE BREWING. YOU JUST WANT TO SEE YOUR LOVED ONE AGAIN. YOU JUST WANT TO HUG THEM ONE MORE TIME. YOU JUST WANT TO TELL THEM YOU LOVE THEM. YOU WILL SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE EMBROILED IN INNER CONFLICT OVER THEIR PASSING AND THE RELATIONSHIP'S STANDING. NAIJAH SHOWED ME A PERSON WHO KNEW HIS PASSION AND WAS FOLLOWING IT. HOW FAR HE WOULD HAVE GONE DAMMIT I JUST DON'T KNOW. I LET NAIJAH DOWN BEFORE HE DIED AND THE GUILT REIGNS SUPREME IN MY WORLD. I WAS SO IGNORANT AT EIGHT TEEN TO THE SHORTNESS OF LIFE THAT HIS DEATH ONE FULL YEAR AFTER OUR ENTRANCE INTO EACH OTHER'S LIVES WAS THE FIRST HUGE SHOCK OF PAIN AS AN ADULT I HAD FELT. I HAD ONLY BEEN AN ADULT FOR HALF A YEAR AT THIS POINT. I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER NAIJAH'S LAST LOOK AT ME, SADNESS AND DISAPPOINTMENT. SPENT THE LAST DECADE BEATING MYSELF UP OVER IT. I MET HIS SON BEFORE. NAIJAH GROVER JR. NEVER MET HIS FATHER. RONNIE AND I BONDED MORE AFTER NAIJAH'S PASSING. I HAD A FIRST ROW SEAT TO THE PAIN HIS FAMILY ENDURED. I WISH I COULD HIS MOTHER AGAIN AND HUG HER, TALK TO HER, ASK HER ABOUT NAIJAH JR. AKA BABY NAI. THEY GOT LUCKY, ANOTHER CHANCE TO IMMEDIATELY RAISE NAIJAH AGAIN, LEARNING FROM ANY ERRORS MADE WITH NAIJAH SR, HAD A BREAKDOWN, BACK NOW. I WANT TO LEAVE AN INHERITANCE TO HIS SON, NAIJAH JR. THE TIME HE FELL OUT OF RONNIE'S GRASP, I CAUGHT HIM. HE WAS LOOKING AT ME LIKE I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE BUT GEEZ THANK YOU MISTER. YOUR SON IS ADORABLE NAIJAH. I WONDER WHAT GIFTS YOU TRANSFERRED OVER. I WONDER WHAT GIFTS HE CAME WITH. I WILL ALWAYS MISS YOU NAIJAH AND YOUR DEATH WAS THE BIRTH OF THE FILM LIFE THEORY. FOUR YEARS LATER HONEY DIED AND THE FILM LIFE THEORY WAS BEING PUT INTO PRODUCTION. I HAD THEN ONE YEAR OF CHAD FILMS FOOTAGE. THANK YOU SO MUCH NAIJAH FOR BEING SUCH A GREAT FRIEND TO ME. YOU WILL FOREVER BE NEAR AND DEAR TO MY HEART EVEN AFTER IT BEATS NO LONGER.

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