NOT OKAY

Hats off to Quinn Shephard. Each cast member is purrfect for their role, especially adorable Zoey and raw Mia, vibrant Nadia, and cutie pie Dylan. This film hits hard if you are 'extremely online' (or simply online daily). With all the fake smiles in the feed and stories, Instagram is my drug, too. It's insane what this mind trick can do to you. Make you believe that you are not good enough. We are more than that. It's okay to be not okay - indeed. We are strangers longing for the same love. I miss the days before social media, though. All I want is for the service to be lost on that mountain...

I'm still waiting for my nordic turquoise. Those eyes were made of a thousand shades of blue. Life ain't worth it without. Velvet or rocky, the voices are my weaknesses. Just keep talking to me. I believe in love at first hearing. I've got an ear for music, too. Also, I play by hearing. I've never learned anything about the sheet. I instantly respond to the score if it's the right one...

Betty Boop, The Punisher, or Rider for Life - all me, myself, and I.

Writing till the day I die. My faith and a pen in my right hand are the things that kept me going. And music. I would dry out without the sounds. Vision is necessary but I'd end the story if I lost my audio. I won't explain, won't complain, won't apologize no more. I'm just going to live my life. I can be your sweetie or dear, but if you are a liar then better don't come anywhere near! You all can talk shit behind my back - there is a reason why you are left out. My life just ain't for you, haters and bitches. Turn that page, and move on!

The last words are to the lovers. You know parts of me that others who are blind to the truth can never experience. Enjoy the show! 

'I'm not a woman, I'm a god (...)' - Halsey /crush on the woman/

your soul spark,

Kata The Nomad Screenwriter

Suck You Dry

That's what most people do to you if you let them. Sniveling men, scheming women. They want the life you are living without lifting a finger for it. Nothing is for free in this material existence. I did what I had to to survive and to rebuild myself each and every time. Nobody has helped me. I had me, myself, and god. Prayer was my lullaby. I starved, I cried, I cursed, I shouted, and I fought my way out of those dirty lies people kept telling me. I was never good enough, pretty enough, smart enough, wealthy enough, and the list goes on. I decided to end my frustration and anxiety. I wasn't blaming anybody anymore. This is my call. This is my life and only I get to choose about it.

Took me some time not to be available every time. Most people don't give a fuck about you, anyway. They just want to use you to be more, to feel good more, and to be able to talk about your flaws and mistakes more. I got so damn tired of these little minds. I'm longing for a new crew, a new wave of thoughts, somebody who can rejuvenate my soul. Is there anybody out there with the same desire? Now is the time. I'm more than ready to connect.

I'm not a woman, I'm a spark. I'm not a lover, I'm the love itself. I'm not human, I'm from that galaxy, far far away. I'm not a robot, I'm an artist. I'm not a slave, I'm a creator. I'm not your toy, I'm untouchable. I'm not ordinary, I'm the fire you are longing for.

What's life if not a crazy adventure of self-exposure? What's life if not the impact you can make? What's life if not a mental breakdown? What's life if not constantly pressing the restart button? 

I'm a writer. That's my role in this life. It doesn't mean that I won't do anything else. It only means I would die without writing. This is my talent, my tool, my love, my fate, my enemy, my friend, my poison, my cure, my family, and my tormentor. I'd do it anyway. I'm going to write with my last breath.

your soul spark,

Kata The Nomad

Blessed in Kartik

I've always been confident of being one of the luckiest people alive in this century. Kartik month seems to underline that belief. I love little Damodara and Mother Yasoda so much! This is one of my favorite times of the year! Offering a lamp to God each night is sacred and keeps the fire inside of me tamed. I can build, and I also can destroy. My call. I chose building instead of destroying a long time ago when I joined Team Light. Master Yoda, Gandalf, and Dumbledore got me.

My TV Pilot episode/drama 'AJ' (aka Average Jane) advanced into the Quarterfinalist round of ScreenCraft's Screenwriting Competition! I'm so happy and thrilled! Overjoyed! It is a great piece of me, a part that has slept long enough. Now is the time to get my baby a shining ray of sunlight. I've been in love with mystery and tribal cultures for quite some time now. I'm ready to expose more of this world I've experienced and created.

Kartik is truly a wonderful month. I can feel the encouraging vibes, even in the middle of my life's rock bottom. I'm much stronger than anyone can think of me. Survival is my breakfast, unexpected love is my lunch, and magical visions are my dinner. I'm a sucker for love, that's why I keep spreading it, too. I can feel everything. I can sense every little raindrop's mood, just like each rock's feeling. I can talk to all the wild animals, and they answer me. My life is full of adventures. Who wants to join me?

your soul nomad,

Kata Varga

Luckiest Norma Jeane

Milena gave me a hard time. I didn't feel like the 'luckiest girl alive' for sure. I thought it was going to be another boring drama of a rich NYC woman. I haven't read the novel, or the script yet, but I'm going to. Fake life was meant to fail. When you try too hard - it is sinking down. 'Me too' killed the bloody reality but every woman knows the truth. It happened to all of us. It's a big deal that we still keep it under the table. None of us should. Nothing is worth the lies.

Miss Markovna kills it. She is the one who carries this movie. It's a one-timer. I won't watch it ever again. Not because it is traumatizing but because it makes it look cheap. Everything who we are. Everything that we went through.

Ana de Armas has never been my favorite. I wanted to skip seeing 'Blonde'. I've never ever seen any actress who could portray her. Marilyn Monroe was special. More than that. She is an icon and an idol to so many. It requires one hell of dedication to be able to wake those parts up. The inner drama was real, the loss of those babies was real. 

I thought I'm getting a glimpse of a glittered smile fake as hell. Ana went deeper where the sirens sang her song. I don't regret taking the time to witness this piece. To all the Marilyn Monroes out there: it is a ride-or-die. Hands down. In the beginning, it was heavy, but in the end, it got lighter. I never wanted to look away, it didn't go under my skin. But it left me with a sweet and sour taste. The reality of it hit me like fire. I did not fight it. I did not swallow it, either.

Who is the luckiest girl in this world? I used to feel like that. And I still do. 

your blonde gal,

Kata The Nomad

Dungeons & Dragons

Writing about the inner ones this time. How deep have you ever gone into yourself? Not talking about being obsessed with the curves of your thoughts. It's just an 'as simple as can be' question. Life is a role-playing game, anyway. Where are you on your path? Have you found the thing that was meant for you? Do you think you still have time to mess around? I encourage you to tell your story. Not because it's my dream job that I'm doing every day but because I'm curious about it. I want to meet as many of you as I can. Give me those comments!

No secret to my old-time readers that my favorite band is THE KILLERS. I love to relax and let go by watching their live/concert videos. Brandon Flowers is the double dynamite! I can't just sit while listening to him and enjoying his unique performance. Peace, love, and rock'n'roll - I can fully wonderfully agree with that! 

Fridays are for fun after a long week of duties and challenges. Mental and emotional rollercoasters are gone. At least, for a little while. Take a deep breath and dive in as a free spirit who you really are! Souls are we all. I gave myself a shot at this sacred time - pray for the blessings of Kartik.

I know you all want me to write something big, something wise, something life-changing. What can I do to fulfill that? I lost my Dad back in August and I've figured out lately that I haven't been able to properly let go of the huge amount of sadness I'm feeling. I was forced to move on faster than in a blink of an eye. Most people go nuts after losing a parent, yet here I am. Of course, I miss him every day. Not because he was perfect. Not because he was only good to me. Not because we were pretty similar. Not because I want to talk to him. Not because I wish I can hug him. Not because I loved him. Not because I fought with him every other day. Not because he taught me the most about human nature. Not because I want him to witness my upcoming success. Just because he was my Daddy.

Dungeons are there to teach us how to get out of them.

Dragons are there to train us how to handle our demons.

Want to change your life? Educate yourself!

Want to change other lives? Prepare and instruct them!

your space(wo)man,

Kata The Nomad

Mortal Implications

Society has never backed up natural born rebels like me. We had to dig ourselves out of the dirt that the regular people threw upon us. The exploration of female power has never been so loud and proud. But where does it lead us? Does it really matter whether we are male or female? Well, this material world kills the dreams of those little girls we used to be. Grown ass women can try to do something about it. We are the modern amazons with the pen and keyboard, focusing on the intuitive parts. Every little girl became my daughter just now. I want them to live a life they truly deserve. Full of opportunities, empowerment, unconditional love and prosperity. All the blessings there are.

Who is going to be the heir of our legacy? My wish is to be useful for humanity, not society. God has a greater plan than any material mind can come up with. I believe I was born to fulfill that. I'm an iron tool with an unbearably huge heart. Tool in the hands of God, heart for the ones who can deal with the colours of my art. I'm the Mad Hatter with the look. 

'You look at me, with eyes so dark don't know how you even see, you push right through me (...)' /Graveyard - Halsey lyrics/

The eyes will tell you all you have to know. Until you stared deep inside a pair of an eye, you can not say you met someone. It has to happen. The windows for the soul they say and I believe it's true. I don't care much about body language nor the words that can be put well in the right order. The eyes are there to spare you from the suffering. Or to drag you into the storm. But what's life if not a daring adventure?

your blackish pair of an eye,

Kata The Nomad

No Sudden Decisions

The most significant decisions in my life were no sudden ones. I made them after quite a while of thinking and feeling everything. I went through hell and got back. Each moment shaped me, tamed the beast, or let it unleash. I lived fully-wonderfully.

Can you recall the most phenomenal memories of your run? What if the rest is the best (as I usually say)?

It was all a joy to do, every step of the artist's way. I sunk deep and flew higher than you ever imagined. It's still a miracle, mornings of the golden light and walking home with a cold breath in the autumn night. I'm a happy hippo to do the job I love to do - writing/screenwriting.

The one that got away (so far) is singing but I'm planning to change that. I'm in love with good music, with sounds that elevate the mind or cleanse the heart. I'm a vibrant soul. I attract and transform. To meet me is a life-changing moment, no doubt. I wonder who is next?

When I change how I look (mostly my hair, make-up, nails, and clothes) it means I'm about to do something huge. Stay tuned, fellas! The inner nerd has a plan. I've already transformed on the inside. I know exactly what I'm about to do. Human life is a gift to me. I'm using it well, I believe so.

your soul writer,

Kata The Nomad