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Sorry for the bad quality of the video. My webcam was made during prehistoric times.
Thoughts? Suggestions? Could this be a real possibility?

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Scan from simple paper and a ball point pen. (:
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(Right up front I want to say that I am RECording this not with the intention of provoking or insulting anyone.)

I had this idea of working around the theme of definitions and words. Many of the argument's I've seen regarding the issues of gay rights are centered around the definition of one single word.

I would love to see this evolve into something more personal and elaborate, but while keeping the theme the same.

If you do not agree with the statements made or the case being argued, please feel free to press that X box on the top of your screen, no need to start arguing with me or insulting my ideals.

This is something I feel really passionately about, and would love to see what ya'll come up with.

Lemme know, and I look forward to working with you.
HitRECord! And Cheers!
-Cara
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My favorite tavern in Atlanta, GA. A great spot to catch all the World Cup games. :o)
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Wish I had come up with something much more charming and witty for the camera, but alas.
Hi! My name is Cara Zelaya and I am a 19-year-old filmmaker, screenwriter, and full time business student. Creating is my verb. I'm very excited to be a part of this amazing community of creative people. :)
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Probably my favorite self-portrait. I feel like it captures my essence pretty well :)
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Sometimes litter can turn into a fascinating form of advertising (:
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Over-the-top! :) Sounds like a great project!
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I can't be the only one who gets giddy when they have a Captain America comic in their hands :o)
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Today was phenomenal:
skies with sparse clouds,
hued with lavender and shaded with grey.
White fluff and clarity.
Nothing as beautiful as today.

Changing skies:
charcoal and worry,
screams and silver.
Waiting with the tender grasses
for inundation from above.
Wistful like the breeze.

Walking home:
a dusty blue umbrella,
trudging alone while
queues of cars line opposite.
Waterlogged shoes announce my step.

Elegant and alluring rain:
sheets of rain, curtains;
curving and twisting across the road.
Forceful gales push me away
from the poignant sight of
the intricate droplets before me.

translucent:
they stream past
each other as if
they had dragonfly wings
delicate little children
that find nurturing in my hope
and my imagination.
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Dreamers are the gems that grace our neck. Dreamers are our artists, our porcelain statues, our oil paintings, our sculptors of God. They are the amethysts, sapphires, and diamonds that are brilliant by themselves and complemented by the dulling tarnish of the gold and silver of the thinkers, the pragmatic souls.

We lift them high, those delicate dreamers, with their eyes cloudy and full of hope. Their tears are the rain that pounds into the soil as the thinkers, the workers, the mortal toil into the ground, hoping to raise a meager living as the dreamers' souls feast on ambrosia of the heavens.
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Was how the circle was feeling (:
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