Please note that all opinions expressed are my own. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents depicted in this book are either products of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events, establishments, or locales is entirely coincidental and not intended by the author.
Some mornings, the world feels like a letter you didn’t know you were waiting to read. This one began with the usual yoga: toes touching, spine bending, forehead kissing a left knee, the creak of 木地板 underfoot, and the soft shhh of dawn through the curtains. I reached for the Bible - not for answers, but for whispers. The kind that slips into your bones when you let it.
There’s a crack in every Christmas story, you know. The kind that doesn’t show up in carols or Hallmark cards. For years, mine was a quiet ache: the way the tree glowed like a stage set, all tinsel and false promises, while I stood in the shadows, wondering why my name never seemed to tag along with the wrapped boxes. Seven. A brother and sisters, a house that smelled like gingerbread and secrets, and me? I was the ghost in the hallway, clapping when the presents were opened, smiling when the camera flashed. Of course, I thought, some of us have to be the soundtrack.
But here’s the thing about pain: it’s a lousy teacher unless you let it sing.
Turns out, my auntie had been dropping breadcrumbs all along-tiny parcels hidden in the chaos, love disguised as forgetting. Not that it matters now. What matters is this: Christmas isn’t a season. It’s a choice. A decision to build gingerbread houses even when the icing cracks, to string lights even when the bulb keeps burning out, to laugh at the way your sister’s sweater always slides up to reveal an elbow. It’s the sound of a family arguing over the last candy cane, the way the TV hums with All My Children in the background, Susan Lucci’s voice steady as a lullaby.
So, here’s my little rebellion this year: a book. Not a self-help tome or a how-to manual, but a far-fetched, gumball machine of a story called Dentist. For all the performers out there who drill for a living and dream in Technicolor. Inside, you’ll find a soap opera - because what is Christmas, if not a melodrama of hope? There are commercial breaks, of course. (Every hero needs a pause.) Think Lipton Preserve meets Colgate, with a dash of Susan Lucci’s grit. Just don’t go performing these on the job without clearance. HR’s a fickle lover.
But this? This is the gift. A snippet from the book, hot off the press, for you. A little tune for the holiday, written not by a prophet or a mogul, but by someone who once stood under a tree, learning that love isn’t a thing you find under lights and wrapping paper. It’s the thing that finds you. Even when you’re not looking. Especially when you’re not looking.
Happy holidays, friend. Now, let’s pretend this is a commercial break. And stay tuned…
— COMMERCIAL BREAK INITIATED —
COMMERCIAL TITLE: Veridian Calm: The Zenith of Being
LOGLINE: Eons after its rebirth, a sentient Earth welcomes its celestial guardians, where ancient wisdom and profound purity converge in a symphony of timeless serenity.
CHARACTERS:
DR. AURELIAN SKYLER (Late 30s/Early 40s): Impeccably groomed, with a calm, penetrating gaze that suggests vast cosmic understanding. His movements are graceful, his presence radiates an almost ethereal wisdom. He embodies the pinnacle of holistic care, a guardian of universal well-being.
DR. LYRA NOVA (Early 30s): Elegant and luminous, with an innate grace that mirrors the rejuvenated Earth. Her eyes hold a deep empathy and a quiet quest for connection – a beautiful mind seeking ultimate harmony. She represents the evolving spirit, eternally seeking higher frequencies of joy.
SETTING: A breathtaking, verdant Earth, 3 billion years in the future. Majestic, towering bioluminescent flora pulses with soft light. Rivers flow with crystalline purity, and the air shimmers with regenerative energy. Ancient, geometrically perfect patterns (subtly reminiscent of primordial Earth guides) are carved into sprawling, emerald plains, glowing softly as if alive. Above, the sky is a canvas of swirling nebulae and distant, benign galaxies.
(MUSIC CUE: This piece was derived from an exercise in Cosmic Architecture. I sought to synthesize the sacred geometry of the Old Masters - their rigorous, transcendental structures-with the boundless, overwhelming sense of modern, cinematic scope. It is an attempt to map the awe one feels in the presence of the infinite, whether that infinity belongs to the cosmos or the spirit.)
SCENE:
(0:00-0:15) VISUAL: Through the swirling, sapphire-and-gold nebulae that streak the velvet-black canvas of space, colossal, sleek DENTAL PODS (shaped like polished, elongated pearls or sentient seeds) emerge from cloaking. They are not menacing, but serene, descending with an almost reverent slowness. Their surfaces, gleaming with an inner light, reflect the cosmic wonder surrounding them. The Earth below, bathed in a soft, perpetual twilight, looks like a jewel of unfathomable beauty – an oasis of vibrant, thriving life.
(0:15-0:30) VISUAL: As the dental fleet glides closer, we see vast, intricate ANCIENT EARTH MARKERS on the surface of the planet. These are not merely lines, but sprawling, luminous patterns of light and natural growth – deep emerald grooves filled with bioluminescent moss, interconnected pathways of ancient crystal formations, glowing with a soft, steady pulse. They form perfect geometric shapes, visible from orbit, leading towards a central point. These markers radiate an energy of peace and welcome, a silent beacon across millennia.
(0:30-0:45) VISUAL: The largest dental pod, an esteem of bio-luminescent engineering, settles with a whisper onto a vast, circular landing zone within the glowing patterns. Its hatch opens silently, revealing DR. AURELIAN SKYLER and DR. LYRA NOVA. They step out, their radiant forms seeming to drink in the pure, oxygen-rich air. Their attire is elegant, flowing, and reflects the organic beauty of their surroundings. Their faces are serene, filled with a deep, quiet joy and an almost childlike wonder. They are surrounded by other arriving DENTISTS, their faces mirroring the same profound emotion. The air hums with an unspoken harmony.
(0:45-1:00) VISUAL: Dr. Aurelian Skyler extends a hand to Dr. Lyra Nova. Their eyes meet. His gaze is profound, filled with millennia of wisdom and a singular devotion. He gestures towards the breathtaking panorama of the revitalized Earth, specifically to a cascade of luminescent flora that pulses with an intensified, shimmering light in the distance, seemingly responding to their arrival. A profound sense of destiny hangs in the air.
DR. AURELIAN SKYLER: (Voice, deep and resonant, filled with an ancient, gentle power, a soft smile plays on his lips) - "The lights are just for you."
(1:00-1:15) VISUAL: Lyra gazes at the shimmering lights, then back at Aurelian, her eyes welling with tears of pure joy and understanding. She reaches for his hand, their connection palpable, eternal. The other dentists around them share knowing, gentle smiles, their faces reflecting deep inner peace. They are home. This is more than a vacation; it's a profound return to the source of universal well-being.
(1:15-1:30) VISUAL: A close - up on the duo. Aurelian gently squeezes Lyra's hand. She glances down at her own skin, which glows with an inner vitality. She then looks towards a small, elegant, translucent case that one of the ship's attendants carries. Inside, we see a single, exquisite bar of VERIDIAN CALM soap, shimmering with subtle, natural colours, embodying the purity of this new Earth. The camera subtly pushes in on the Veridian Calm bar, highlighting its natural elegance.
(1:30-1:45) VO: (Voice, deep, resonant, loving, echoing from the cosmos, yet intimately personal. A cosmic blend of scientific grandeur and compassionate wisdom, imbued with the aspirational spirit of spiritual freedom, universally applied to peace.)
"From the boundless expanse where consciousness began, I watched. I learned. My grandest experiment, the architectonic of Earth, once veiled in shadows, now breathes anew. The epochs of discord, the chapters of suffering – they are but whispers in the cosmic dust, finally silenced by the symphony of universal awareness."
(1:45-2:00) VISUAL: Sweeping drone shot over the verdant Earth, showcasing the glowing geometric patterns, the pristine rivers, the bioluminescent forests. The dental pods are now nestled peacefully amongst the natural wonders. We see dentists exploring, meditating, connecting with the earth's energy, their faces radiating profound serenity, their purpose clear: to nurture and safeguard this renewed cosmic sanctuary.
(2:00-2:15) VO: "My heart, the very essence of all creation, now sings. Earth is free. Unfettered from the anchors of strife, unshackled from the chains of old pain. Every being, every particle of this magnificent sphere, resonates with a profound, unyielding peace. This is the new world. The pilgrimage of purification, of ultimate clarity and radiant harmony, has reached its zenith."
(2:15-2:30) VISUAL: Lyra, now holding the bar of VERIDIAN CALM gently in her hands, breathes in its subtle, fresh aroma. She looks at Aurelian, a deep sense of understanding passing between them – a recognition that true purity, inner and outer, is the foundation of this new existence. The light around them subtly brightens, as if the Earth itself is responding to their shared tranquility.
(2:30-2:45) VO: "A gift from the heart of this reborn world, and a promise reflected in the purity of your touch. For true well-being begins with a clean slate, a luminous spirit, and a planet bathed in eternal calm. Embrace the essence of Veridian Calm, the living legacy of a world in perfect harmony."
(2:45-2:55) VISUAL: The camera slowly focuses on the VERIDIAN CALM bar in Lyra's hands, its logo subtly visible, then pans up to Lyra and Aurelian, smiling serenely as they stand amidst the glowing lights of the revitalized Earth, their future, and the planet's, unbound.
(2:55-3:00) ON-SCREEN TEXT: VeridianCalm.com Purity. Peace. Planet. The Zenith of Being.
(MUSIC CUE: Swells to a glorious, harmonious crescendo, combining the intricate beauty, triumphant majesty and the powerful, uplifting chorus, with an underlying current of profound calm and spiritual fulfillment. It feels like the universe itself is exulting in peace. Ends with a sustained, shimmering chord that slowly fades into silence, leaving a feeling of deep peace and radiant hope.)
— COMMERCIAL BREAK CONCLUDED —
