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Each one plays muted under the question card, about 26 seconds, two calm clips in a row in the film's own style. 216 of 226 clips filmed. Press play once: the clips run in sequence.

Proverbs 3 Week 14 · THE PATH AND THE TREE

The style block for every clip of this film

STYLE: one more shot of the film THE PATH AND THE TREE. 2D hand-drawn anime feature film, cel-coloured figures with clean dark ink outlines and soft cel shadows, richly detailed hand-painted background plates with fine painted texture in stone, leaves, grass and sky, natural light, vivid saturated colour, the look of a 1990s theatrical anime film; non-CGI, non-photoreal, no 3D render look, adult serious tone, never cute, never a children's cartoon. The reference pictures are frames from this same film: keep exactly their world, places, people, faces, costumes, palette, ink line and light. The picture fills the whole wide 16:9 frame edge to edge, painted world out to both edges, no borders or bars.

PALETTE: exactly the colours and the one light of the reference picture, unchanged from the first frame to the last: the same time of day, the same sun and the same sky all through the shot, in the vivid saturated painted colour of this film.

MOTION: one slow, calm, continuous shot with no cuts, a quiet contemplative look deeper into this one picture. The camera moves slowly and smoothly the whole time. Only light, cloud, wind, cloth, grass, water and leaves move, gently. Anyone in the picture is still or moves slowly, mouth gently closed. The whole picture is painted world: no writing, letters, numbers or signs anywhere in it.

Seed 121020. Reference pictures: the verse's own frame of the film only.

Proverbs 3:1

My child, never forget the things I have taught you. Store my commands in your heart.
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  1. Clip 1 Golden evening, the low sun shining warm from the left above the far valley under a clear amber sky, unchanged to the last frame: the hill village on its terraced slope, the father's house of pale golden limestone with its blue door and the old olive tree beside it, a walled terrace and stone steps below; the father and the boy sit small side by side on the step before the open door. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the house while the olive leaves stir in a light evening wind; the two of them stay still.
  2. Clip 2 (not filmed yet) Golden evening, the low sun shining warm from the left under a clear amber sky, unchanged to the last frame: the terraced hillside of the village, flat roofed houses of pale golden limestone climbing the slope, olive trees and low stone walls, the father's house with its blue door and old olive tree in the middle of the picture; the father and the boy sit small side by side on its step, seated the whole time. The camera rises very slowly above the terraces, the house and the two seated figures small below, while the leaves stir.

Proverbs 3:2

If you do this, you will live many years, and your life will be satisfying.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear day, a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: an old olive tree in white blossom stands over a sunlit courtyard of pale paving stones beside a house of pale stone with a blue door and a red tile roof, clay pots by the wall, a low stone wall at the edge, green terraced hills and small red roofed houses below. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the tree while the blossoms stir and a few white petals drift down.
  2. Clip 2 Bright clear day, a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: close under the old olive tree, its gnarled grey trunk and its crown of grey green leaves and white blossom filling the picture against the blue sky, the red tile roof of the house at the edge. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the blossom while the leaves stir and a few white petals drift down.

Proverbs 3:3

Never let loyalty and kindness leave you! Tie them around your neck as a reminder. Write them deep within your heart.
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  1. Clip 1 Warm golden lamplight in a dim room at night, unchanged to the last frame: close on the father's broad hands twisting a red thread and a white thread together into one cord, the sleeve of his undyed wool robe and his deep red cloak filling the right of the picture, a small clay oil lamp burning on the wooden table at the left, clay jars on the shelves behind; only his hands, sleeves and cloak are in the frame. The camera pushes in very slowly on the hands as they twist the cord slowly while the flame flickers softly.
  2. Clip 2 (not filmed yet) Warm golden lamplight in a dim room at night, unchanged to the last frame: close on the small clay oil lamp burning on the wooden table, a thin curl of smoke rising from it, clay jars on the shelves behind, and at the right of the picture the father's hands holding the twisted red and white cord against his deep red cloak. The camera holds at the height of the table and drifts only a little toward the hands; the picture stays on the lamp, the jars and the hands the whole time.

Proverbs 3:4

Then you will find favor with both God and people, and you will earn a good reputation.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright day, broad sunbeams breaking through white clouds at the upper left and falling across the valley, a blue sky, unchanged to the last frame: seen from high above, the hill village of flat roofed houses of pale stone with blue doors among terraces of olive trees and stone steps, the green valley and far blue hills beyond. The camera glides very slowly forward over the rooftops toward the valley while cloud shadows slide over the terraces; the sunbeams stand still.
  2. Clip 2 Bright day, broad sunbeams breaking through white clouds at the upper left, a blue sky, unchanged to the last frame: the terraced slope of the village, flat roofed houses of pale stone with blue doors and olive trees on the terraces, the green valley below. The camera drifts very slowly sideways along the slope while the olive leaves stir; the sunbeams stand still in the sky.

Proverbs 3:5

Trust in the LORD with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding.
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  1. Clip 1 Early morning, the sun low and pale gold at the left above far mountains, a sea of white mist filling the valleys below, unchanged to the last frame: the boy stands small on the footpath at the edge of a green ridge in his pale sky blue tunic, one hand laid over his heart, looking out over the mist; terraced green hills and olive trees around him. The camera pushes in very slowly while the mist drifts slowly below; he stays still.
  2. Clip 2 Early morning, the sun low and pale gold at the left, the sea of white mist filling the valleys, unchanged to the last frame: the green ridge with its footpath, olive trees and terraces above the mist, the boy small on the path at the edge in his pale sky blue tunic. The camera drifts very slowly sideways along the ridge above the mist, the boy staying in the frame, while the mist rolls slowly.

Proverbs 3:6

Seek his will in all you do, and he will show you which path to take.
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  1. Clip 1 A soft misty morning under a pale blue grey sky, low mist drifting over the hills, unchanged to the last frame: seen from high above, many narrow winding footpaths of pale earth cross a green valley of terraces, olive trees and dark cypresses, a grey rock outcrop at the right, far blue hills. The camera glides very slowly forward over the valley while the mist drifts.
  2. Clip 2 A soft misty morning under a pale blue grey sky, unchanged to the last frame: seen from very high in the air, the green terraced valley with its many winding paths of pale earth among olive trees and cypresses, mist lying in its folds, far blue hills. The camera stays high in the air and drifts very slowly sideways over the valley while the mist moves gently.

Proverbs 3:7

Don’t be impressed with your own wisdom. Instead, fear the LORD and turn away from evil.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright daylight from above, unchanged to the last frame: a still dark pool ringed with reeds, grasses, round stones and green lily pads; in the dark water the boy's reflection hangs upside down, his sandaled feet standing on the bank at the top edge of the picture; slow ripple rings spread across the reflection. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the reflection while the reeds sway.
  2. Clip 2 Bright daylight from above, unchanged to the last frame: low among the reeds and lily pads at the edge of the dark pool, the water reflecting the sky and the boy's wavering upside down reflection, his feet on the far bank. The camera tracks very slowly sideways through the reeds while slow ripples cross the water.

Proverbs 3:8

Then you will have healing for your body and strength for your bones.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright morning sunlight from the upper left, a blue sky, unchanged to the last frame: the boy kneels in his pale sky blue tunic at a spring where clear water pours from a mossy grey boulder into a round basin of stones, his hands in the water, ferns around him, olive trees and green terraced hills beyond. The camera pushes in slowly while the water pours and ripples; he stays still.
  2. Clip 2 Bright morning sunlight from the upper left, a blue sky, unchanged to the last frame: the spring pouring clear from the mossy boulder into its basin of stones, the boy kneeling beside it, ferns, and the sunlit terraced hills beyond. The camera drifts very slowly sideways from the pouring water toward the hills, the boy staying in the frame.

Proverbs 3:9

Honor the LORD with your wealth and with the best part of everything you produce.
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  1. Clip 1 Warm golden light over a field of ripe barley, unchanged to the last frame: close on the father's broad hands gathering a sheaf of golden barley, the sleeve of his undyed wool robe and the edge of his deep red cloak at the left, the field of golden ears all around; only his hands and sleeves are in the frame. The camera pushes in very slowly while the ears sway in a warm wind; his hands hold still.
  2. Clip 2 (not filmed yet) Warm golden light over the field of ripe barley, unchanged to the last frame: close on the father's broad hands holding the gathered sheaf of golden barley, his undyed wool sleeves, the golden ears all around. The camera pushes in very slowly on the hands and the sheaf while the ears sway in a warm wind; only the hands, the sleeves and the barley are ever in the picture.

Proverbs 3:10

Then he will fill your barns with grain, and your vats will overflow with good wine.
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  1. Clip 1 Warm daylight inside a stone barn, bright day beyond its open doors, unchanged to the last frame: a soft steady stream of golden grain pours down from above into the middle of the barn, heaped golden grain filling the floor up to the rough stone walls, the two wooden doors standing open on green trees and sunlight. The camera pushes in slowly toward the open doors while the grain pours steadily.
  2. Clip 2 (not filmed yet) Warm daylight inside the stone barn, unchanged to the last frame: close over the heaped golden grain, kernels sliding gently down the slopes of the heap, the soft stream of grain falling steadily behind, the rough stone walls at both sides. The camera stays inside the barn, low over the heap, and glides only a little forward; the grain keeps pouring the whole time.

Proverbs 3:11

My child, don’t reject the LORD’s discipline, and don’t be upset when he corrects you.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear day in the village courtyard, unchanged to the last frame: the father kneels in his deep red cloak and pale headcloth, binding a thin crooked sapling to a straight wooden stake; the boy stands beside him with his arms folded, looking away; the old olive tree, houses of pale stone with blue doors and the terraced valley beyond. The camera pushes in very slowly while the leaves stir; they move only slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Bright clear day in the village courtyard, unchanged to the last frame: the thin sapling and its straight stake, the father kneeling at it in his deep red cloak, the boy standing with folded arms beside him, the old olive tree behind. The camera drifts very slowly sideways from the sapling past the father to the boy while the leaves stir.

Proverbs 3:12

For the LORD corrects those he loves, just as a father corrects a child in whom he delights.
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  1. Clip 1 Low warm afternoon sun, long soft shadows across the paving, unchanged to the last frame: the village courtyard with a young tree grown straight and tall beside its stake in a ring of small stones, the old olive tree, a house of pale stone with a blue door, stone steps and clay pots. The camera pushes in slowly toward the young tree while its leaves stir.
  2. Clip 2 Low warm afternoon sun, unchanged to the last frame: close on the straight young trunk tied to its stake, its fresh leaves above against the blue sky, the pale stone wall of the house behind. The camera rises very slowly up the trunk into the leaves while they move gently.

Proverbs 3:13

Joyful is the person who finds wisdom, the one who gains understanding.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright midday under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the boy, seen from behind in his pale sky blue tunic, on the pale footpath cresting a green rise; ahead, where the paths cross, the woman stands still in her deep leaf green robe and saffron gold mantle beside a tall grey standing stone; olive trees, dark cypresses and rolling green and gold hills. The camera follows slowly behind the boy toward her while the grass sways; she stands still.
  2. Clip 2 Bright midday under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the green rise with its crossing paths, the woman standing small beside the grey standing stone, the boy on the path below her, olive trees and cypresses around. The camera drifts very slowly sideways across the rise while the grass sways.

Proverbs 3:14

For wisdom is more profitable than silver, and her wages are better than gold.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright day in the market, unchanged to the last frame: a great bronze balance hangs in the foreground, a slow stream of silver coins falling into its left pan heaped with silver, a single green sprig lying in its right pan; behind it, market stalls with baskets of fruit under awnings, merchants, and people walking in the sunlit street. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the pan with the green sprig while the awnings stir.
  2. Clip 2 Bright day in the market, unchanged to the last frame: close on the right pan of the bronze balance with the green sprig in it, its leaves stirring, the chains of the balance above, the busy market softly behind. The camera drifts very slowly around the pan.

Proverbs 3:15

Wisdom is more precious than rubies; nothing you desire can compare with her.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright day, the sun high above the hills, unchanged to the last frame: a low table in the foreground spread with crimson and purple cloth, gold cups, a gold ewer and heaped gold bowls of glittering rubies; beyond it on the path the woman stands still in her deep leaf green robe and saffron gold mantle; rolling terraced hills, olive trees and a cypress. The camera pushes in slowly past the table toward the woman while the rubies glitter.
  2. Clip 2 Bright day, the sun high above the hills, unchanged to the last frame: low along the table of crimson and purple cloth, gold cups and heaped bowls of rubies in the foreground, the woman standing small and still far beyond it on the path, the terraced hills behind her. The camera tracks very slowly sideways along the table while the light glints on the gold; she stays where she is, small in the distance.

Proverbs 3:16

She offers you long life in her right hand, and riches and honor in her left.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: close on the woman's two open hands held out, a living branch with green leaves and one round golden fruit in her right hand, a gold circlet set with red and blue jewels in her left, her deep leaf green robe and saffron gold mantle behind, green terraced hills at both sides. The camera pushes in very slowly while the leaves stir; her hands stay still.
  2. Clip 2 Bright day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: close on the woman's two open hands held out in front of her, the living branch with green leaves and the round golden fruit in her right hand, the gold circlet with red and blue jewels in her left, her deep leaf green robe and saffron gold mantle behind, green terraced hills and olive trees at both sides. The camera stays in front of her and pushes in very slowly toward the branch while its leaves tremble in the breeze.

Proverbs 3:17

She will guide you down delightful paths; all her ways are satisfying.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright spring day, soft clear light, unchanged to the last frame: seen from behind, the woman in her deep leaf green robe and saffron gold mantle and the boy in his pale sky blue tunic walk slowly side by side down the pale winding path through almond trees in white and pink blossom, petals drifting, wildflowers in the grass, the great tree on its green hill ahead. The camera follows slowly behind them while the petals drift.
  2. Clip 2 Bright spring day, soft clear light, unchanged to the last frame: the blossoming almond trees in white and pink on both sides of the winding path, the woman and the boy small on the path, the great tree on its green hill ahead. The camera rises very slowly over the blossom while petals drift.

Proverbs 3:18

Wisdom is a tree of life to those who embrace her; happy are those who hold her tightly.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: one great tree hung with round golden fruit stands on a green hill, the boy's arms wrapped around its thick trunk, rolling green terraced hills beyond. The camera pushes in very slowly while the leaves stir; the boy holds still.
  2. Clip 2 Bright clear day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the great tree with its broad round crown hung with golden fruit on the green hill, the boy holding its trunk, the rolling terraced hills beyond. The camera drifts very slowly sideways around the tree at a distance, the whole tree and the boy staying in the picture, while the leaves stir.

Proverbs 3:19

By wisdom the LORD founded the earth; by understanding he created the heavens.
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  1. Clip 1 Deep night under heavy dark navy clouds, a thin band of pale gold light low on the far horizon of the sea, every colour a dark night blue, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day: jagged dark rock peaks rise out of a dark sea, white foam ringing their feet in wide circles. The camera glides very slowly forward low over the dark water between the peaks while the foam rings spread and the clouds drift.
  2. Clip 2 Deep night under heavy dark navy clouds, the thin band of pale gold light on the far horizon, every colour a dark night blue, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day: the nearest jagged dark rock peak with white foam churning at its foot, other peaks rising out of the dark sea beyond. The camera drifts very slowly sideways past the near peak while the foam moves.

Proverbs 3:20

By his knowledge the deep fountains of the earth burst forth, and the dew settles beneath the night sky.
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  1. Clip 1 Deep night, stars in the dark sky high above, the rock dark blue and black, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day: a narrow gorge between walls of dark rock with small green tufts, a tall white column of water rushing up steadily between them, spray glittering. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the column of water, staying low in the gorge.
  2. Clip 2 Deep night, stars above, the rock dark blue and black, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day: low at the foot of the dark gorge where the white water runs away over dark stones, the tall white column rushing up between the rock walls beyond. The camera pushes very slowly forward toward the column.

Proverbs 3:21

My child, don’t lose sight of common sense and discernment. Hang on to them,
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  1. Clip 1 Dawn, the sun just on the far horizon under a pink, rose and violet sky, unchanged to the last frame; the sun stays where it is on the horizon: the father in his deep red cloak and pale headcloth and the boy in his pale sky blue tunic stand side by side on the path at the edge of the hill village, looking out over terraced olive hills; houses of pale stone with blue doors around them. The camera pushes in very slowly from behind them; they stay still.
  2. Clip 2 Dawn, the sun on the far horizon under a pink, rose and violet sky, unchanged to the last frame: the terraced olive hills and the village houses of pale stone, the winding path, the father and the boy standing small at the left of the picture. The camera drifts very slowly sideways along the hillside while the olive leaves stir.

Proverbs 3:22

for they will refresh your soul. They are like jewels on a necklace.
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  1. Clip 1 (not filmed yet) Low bright sun behind at the left with soft rays, green hills and blue sky, unchanged to the last frame: close on the boy's chest and chin in his pale sky blue tunic, his mouth closed, his eyes above the top of the picture; around his neck a cord of twisted red and white thread with knotted painted beads of red, blue and green and a small clay pendant. The camera pushes in very slowly on the cord while a breeze moves the tunic.
  2. Clip 2 Low bright sun behind at the left, unchanged to the last frame: close on the boy's chest and chin in his pale sky blue tunic, the cord of twisted red and white thread with its painted beads and small clay pendant at his collar, green hills softly behind. The camera drifts very slowly a little to one side, the boy's chest and the cord filling the picture the whole time.

Proverbs 3:23

They keep you safe on your way, and your feet will not stumble.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear day, unchanged to the last frame: the father in his deep red cloak and the boy stand small on a narrow path cut along a tall ochre cliff, the deep canyon dropping away beside them to a winding river far below, the far canyon walls in blue shade. The camera drifts very slowly toward them along the cliff while a few pebbles fall away from the edge; they stand firm and still.
  2. Clip 2 Bright clear day, unchanged to the last frame: the tall ochre cliff with its narrow path, the father and the boy standing small on it, the deep canyon and its winding river beside them. The camera pulls back very slowly while grass stirs on the ledges.

Proverbs 3:24

You can go to bed without fear; you will lie down and sleep soundly.
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  1. Clip 1 Night inside the house, warm lamplight from a small lamp in a wall niche and cold blue moonlight at the small barred window, unchanged to the last frame; it stays night: the boy lies asleep on his side on a woven mat with a pillow, clay jars, hanging baskets and shelves of pots around the room. The camera pushes in very slowly while the lamp flame flickers softly; he sleeps still.
  2. Clip 2 Night inside the house, warm lamplight and cold blue moonlight, unchanged to the last frame; it stays night: the lamp in its wall niche and the boy asleep on the woven mat below it, clay jars and hanging baskets around. The camera stays inside the room and drifts very slowly from the lamp toward the sleeping boy while the flame flickers softly.

Proverbs 3:25

You need not be afraid of sudden disaster or the destruction that comes upon the wicked,
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  1. Clip 1 Night storm under heavy dark grey and violet clouds, rain falling, the whole picture a dark storm blue, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day and no lightning flashes: the hill village on its terraced slope, one house of pale stone with a warm yellow lamp glowing by its blue door and in its window, olive trees tossing on the terraces, the dark valley below. The camera pushes in slowly toward the lit house while the rain falls and the trees sway; the window glows steadily.
  2. Clip 2 Night storm, dark grey and violet clouds, rain falling, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day and no lightning flashes: closer on the house of pale stone with its glowing window and the lamp by the blue door, the olive tree beside it tossing in the wind, chaff blowing past along the walls. The camera drifts very slowly sideways while the rain falls.

Proverbs 3:26

for the LORD is your security. He will keep your foot from being caught in a trap.
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  1. Clip 1 Morning, the sun just above the far mountains with bright gold rays, a washed sky with gold edged clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the father in his deep red cloak and the boy stand on a path through wet green grass glittering with dew; in the foreground beside the path a snare of rope lies open and empty around a small wooden stake; olive trees and terraced hills. The camera pushes in very slowly past the empty snare toward them while the dew glitters; they stand still.
  2. Clip 2 Morning, the sun just above the far mountains, unchanged to the last frame: low over the wet grass and the open empty rope snare by its little stake, drops glistening on the grass and the rope, the father and the boy standing small on the path beyond. The camera tracks very slowly sideways.

Ecclesiastes 1 Week 14 · VAPOR

The style block for every clip of this film

STYLE: one more shot of the film VAPOR. 2D hand-drawn anime feature film, cel-coloured figures with clean dark ink outlines and soft cel shadows, richly detailed hand-painted background plates with fine painted texture in stone, earth, cloth and sky, natural light, warm saturated colour, the look of a 1990s theatrical anime film; non-CGI, non-photoreal, no 3D render look, adult serious tone, never cute, never a children's cartoon. The reference pictures are frames from this same film: keep exactly their world, places, people, faces, costumes, palette, ink line and light. The picture fills the whole wide 16:9 frame edge to edge, painted world out to both edges, no borders or bars.

PALETTE: exactly the colours and the one light of the reference picture, unchanged from the first frame to the last: the same time of day, the same sun and the same sky all through the shot, in the warm saturated painted colour of this film.

MOTION: one slow, calm, continuous shot with no cuts, a quiet contemplative look deeper into this one picture. The camera moves slowly and smoothly the whole time. Only light, cloud, wind, cloth, grass, water and leaves move, gently. Anyone in the picture is still or moves slowly, mouth gently closed. The whole picture is painted world: no writing, letters, numbers or signs anywhere in it.

Seed 121020. Reference pictures: the verse's own frame of the film only.

Ecclesiastes 1:1

These are the words of the Teacher, King David’s son, who ruled in Jerusalem.
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  1. Clip 1 Dawn, a pink and gold sky with soft clouds, mist lying in the far valleys, unchanged to the last frame: Jerusalem on its hill, the walls and flat roofed houses of pale golden limestone climbing the slope, the palace of cut stone with its towers on the highest ground, the king small on the palace terrace. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the palace while the mist drifts.
  2. Clip 2 Dawn, a pink and gold sky with soft clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the long city wall of pale golden limestone with its towers, the houses climbing the hill behind it, the palace on the summit with the king small on its terrace. The camera drifts very slowly sideways along the wall while the clouds move.

Ecclesiastes 1:2

“Everything is meaningless,” says the Teacher, “completely meaningless!”
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  1. Clip 1 A pale white misty morning, soft shadowless light, unchanged to the last frame: seen from behind, the king in his dark blue mantle edged with gold and his gold circlet stands at the stone parapet of a high terrace, a small clay lamp on the parapet sending up one thin thread of grey smoke; below, the city lies in white mist, the palace on the hill beyond. The camera pushes in very slowly past his shoulder while the mist drifts and the smoke curls up; he stays still.
  2. Clip 2 A pale white misty morning, unchanged to the last frame: close on the small clay lamp on the stone parapet, one faint thin thread of pale grey smoke rising from it and fading softly away, the king's dark mantle at the side of the picture and the city in white mist beyond. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the lamp; the smoke stays one thin faint thread.

Ecclesiastes 1:3

What do people get for all their hard work under the sun?
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  1. Clip 1 Hard white noon sun high in a pale sky, unchanged to the last frame: workers bent over hoes in a dry terraced field of cracked ochre earth, a man in a pale robe and headcloth beside a basket in the foreground, others behind him, olive trees and cypresses on the terraces. The camera drifts very slowly along the field while they work slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Hard white noon sun, unchanged to the last frame: the man in the pale robe and headcloth bent over his hoe beside the basket on the cracked ochre earth, the other workers behind him. The camera pushes in very slowly toward him while dust drifts low over the ground.

Ecclesiastes 1:4

Generations come and generations go, but the earth never changes.
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  1. Clip 1 Warm afternoon sun with long shadows, unchanged to the last frame: a procession of people of every age, old and young, walks slowly along a pale path across the hillside, an old olive tree and a grey rock beside the path, terraced ochre fields and low stone walls. The camera pans very slowly with them as they walk.
  2. Clip 2 Warm afternoon sun with long shadows, unchanged to the last frame: the old olive tree and the grey rock beside the pale path on the hillside, the procession walking slowly past them, the terraced ochre fields beyond. The camera pushes very slowly toward the olive tree and the rock.

Ecclesiastes 1:5

The sun rises and the sun sets, then hurries around to rise again.
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  1. Clip 1 Late golden sun low over the horizon at the left with long rays, a deep blue sky with small clouds, unchanged to the last frame; the sun stays exactly where it is: terraced fields of ochre stubble with grey green olive trees, low stone walls and a pale path winding through them. The camera glides very slowly forward along the path while long shadows lie still.
  2. Clip 2 Late golden sun low over the horizon at the left, a deep blue sky with small clouds, unchanged to the last frame; the sun stays exactly where it is: the terraced ochre fields with their olive trees and stone walls. The camera drifts very slowly sideways across the fields while the olive leaves stir.

Ecclesiastes 1:6

The wind blows south, and then turns north. Around and around it goes, blowing in circles.
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  1. Clip 1 Clear pale sky, soft bright daylight, unchanged to the last frame: a slope of tall golden grass bending in the wind, terraced fields with olive trees beyond. The camera pushes slowly up the slope while the grass waves in long rolls.
  2. Clip 2 Clear pale sky, soft bright daylight, unchanged to the last frame: low in the tall golden grass on the slope, the stalks bending and swinging in the wind, the terraced fields beyond. The camera tracks very slowly sideways through the grass.

Ecclesiastes 1:7

Rivers run into the sea, but the sea is never full. Then the water returns again to the rivers and flows out again to the sea.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: a river runs white and turquoise between rocky green banks out across a pale sand shore into the wide turquoise sea, the straight horizon far off. The camera glides very slowly forward along the river toward the sea.
  2. Clip 2 Bright clear day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the pale sand shore where the river pours into the turquoise sea, rocky green headlands at both sides. The camera drifts very slowly sideways along the shore while small waves roll in.

Ecclesiastes 1:8

Everything is wearisome beyond description. No matter how much we see, we are never satisfied. No matter how much we hear, we are not content.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright noon in the market street, unchanged to the last frame: a crowded market of pale stone under red, green, yellow and blue awnings, copper pots and baskets of fruit, people in plain robes and headcloths walking among the stalls, a donkey. The camera drifts very slowly over the crowd; everyone moves slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Bright noon in the market street, unchanged to the last frame: the stalls under coloured awnings, copper pots and baskets of fruit, people walking slowly in the street. The camera pushes very slowly forward along the street.

Ecclesiastes 1:9

History merely repeats itself. It has all been done before. Nothing under the sun is truly new.
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  1. Clip 1 Warm bright day, unchanged to the last frame: the mason in his undyed brown robe sets a new pale block of stone on top of the city wall, both hands on it, a mallet beside it; the flat roofs of the city spread out beyond, dry hills on the horizon. The camera pushes in very slowly while he moves slowly.
  2. Clip 2 (not filmed yet) Warm bright day, unchanged to the last frame: close on the mason's hands on the new pale block of stone he is setting on top of the city wall, the mallet beside it, the dry flat roofs of the city and dry hills beyond, dry land out to the horizon with no water anywhere. The camera pushes in very slowly on his hands and the stone.

Ecclesiastes 1:10

Sometimes people say, “Here is something new!” But actually it is old; nothing is ever truly new.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright day in the market, unchanged to the last frame: the merchant in his rust red robe and white headcloth holds up a wide shining copper bowl, the people around him turning toward it, children seen from behind in the foreground, stalls with coloured awnings, baskets and copper jars. The camera pushes in very slowly toward him; everyone moves slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Bright day in the market, unchanged to the last frame: close on the wide shining copper bowl in the merchant's hands, his rust red robe behind it, the market softly beyond. The camera drifts very slowly around the bowl while light glints on the copper.

Ecclesiastes 1:11

We don’t remember what happened in the past, and in future generations, no one will remember what we are doing now.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear afternoon, unchanged to the last frame: a pale sandy path covered with footprints runs between low stone walls, olive trees and ochre fields; a light wind drifts fine sand across the prints and slowly smooths them. The camera glides very slowly forward low along the path.
  2. Clip 2 (not filmed yet) Bright clear afternoon, unchanged to the last frame: seen from a little above, the pale sandy path covered with footprints between the low stone walls, fine sand drifting into the prints in the wind, olive trees and ochre fields at the sides. The camera drifts very slowly sideways across the path.

Ecclesiastes 1:12

I, the Teacher, was king of Israel, and I lived in Jerusalem.
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  1. Clip 1 A dim palace hall, one shaft of pale daylight falling from a high window onto the throne, warm lamps burning in the wall niches, unchanged to the last frame: the king sits still on a carved wooden throne on a red rug, the tall doorway at the right open on the sunlit city. The camera pushes in very slowly while dust drifts in the shaft of light.
  2. Clip 2 A dim palace hall, the shaft of pale daylight from the high window, warm wall lamps, unchanged to the last frame: the king seated still on his carved wooden throne in the light, the stone walls and lamps around him, the bright doorway at the edge of the picture. The camera stays inside the hall and drifts very slowly closer to the king while dust drifts in the shaft of light.

Ecclesiastes 1:13

I devoted myself to search for understanding and to explore by wisdom everything being done under heaven. I soon discovered that God has dealt a tragic existence to the human race.
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  1. Clip 1 Sunrise, the sun just above the gate between its two towers, golden light, unchanged to the last frame; the sun stays where it is: the king, seen from behind in his dark blue mantle, walks slowly out through the open city gate, the road beyond winding into green country. The camera follows very slowly behind him.
  2. Clip 2 Sunrise, the sun just above the gate between its two towers, golden light, unchanged to the last frame: the great gate of pale stone with its two towers and open wooden doors, the king small in the archway walking out, the road winding away beyond. The camera rises very slowly.

Ecclesiastes 1:14

I observed everything going on under the sun, and really, it is all meaningless—like chasing the wind.
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  1. Clip 1 Hard bright noon, the sun high and white, unchanged to the last frame: from the palace roof, the king seen from behind looks down over the busy market street, the city climbing its hill to the palace beyond, ochre hills around. The camera pushes very slowly past him over the city.
  2. Clip 2 Hard bright noon, unchanged to the last frame: the busy market street seen from above, awnings, stalls and small people walking slowly, the king's dark mantle at the edge of the picture. The camera drifts very slowly sideways above the market.

Ecclesiastes 1:15

What is wrong cannot be made right. What is missing cannot be recovered.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: two bare hands press flat against a crooked wall of grey stones with gaps in it, a taut cord line running along it, green trees at the left. The camera pushes in very slowly; the hands push and the wall holds.
  2. Clip 2 Bright clear day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: along the crooked grey stone wall with its gaps, the taut cord running beside it, the two hands pressing on the stones. The camera glides very slowly along the wall following the cord.

Ecclesiastes 1:16

I said to myself, “Look, I am wiser than any of the kings who ruled in Jerusalem before me. I have greater wisdom and knowledge than any of them.”
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  1. Clip 1 Deep night under a starry navy sky, the city lit by many warm lamps, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day: the king seen from behind on the highest terrace above the lamplit city, the palace lit on the hill beyond. The camera pushes in very slowly past him while the lamps twinkle.
  2. Clip 2 Deep night under a starry navy sky, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day: the lamplit flat roofs of the city spreading below the terrace, the palace lit on the hill, the king's dark mantle at the side of the picture. The camera drifts very slowly sideways over the roofs.

Ecclesiastes 1:17

So I set out to learn everything from wisdom to madness and folly. But I learned firsthand that pursuing all this is like chasing the wind.
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  1. Clip 1 (not filmed yet) Night in the palace, warm lamplight from two lamps in wall niches, unchanged to the last frame: the king seen from behind stands still before tall wooden doors bound with iron, shut fast and barred with a heavy wooden beam laid across them, clay jars of scrolls at both sides, woven hangings on the walls, a red rug on the stone floor. The doors never open and nothing outside the room is ever seen. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the king while the lamp flames flicker.
  2. Clip 2 (not filmed yet) Night in the palace, warm lamplight, unchanged to the last frame: close on one lamp burning in its stone niche in the wall, a clay jar of scrolls below it, a woven hanging beside it, the dark edge of the barred wooden door at the side of the picture. Nothing outside the room is ever seen. The camera drifts very slowly along the wall past the lamp while its flame flickers.

Ecclesiastes 1:18

The greater my wisdom, the greater my grief. To increase knowledge only increases sorrow.
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  1. Clip 1 Night in a stone room, warm low light from a small lamp on a low table, unchanged to the last frame: the king sits still on a stool beside the table with its lamp and cups, a thin thread of smoke rising, cedar beams above, woven hangings, a red rug on the stone floor. The camera pushes in very slowly while the flame flickers softly; he stays still.
  2. Clip 2 (not filmed yet) Night in the stone room, the same warm low lamplight, unchanged to the last frame: close on the small lamp and cups on the low table, a thin thread of smoke rising, the king seated beside it in his dark blue mantle. The room is closed on every side by thick stone walls; the wall behind stays solid stone and nothing outside is ever seen. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the lamp.

Amos 2 Week 12 · A PAIR OF SANDALS

The style block for every clip of this film

STYLE: one more shot of the film A PAIR OF SANDALS. 2D hand-drawn anime feature film, cel-coloured figures with clean dark ink outlines and soft cel shadows, richly detailed hand-painted background plates of sunlit stone, fields, olive trees and wide skies, natural light, the look of a 1990s theatrical anime film; non-CGI, non-photoreal, no 3D render look, adult serious tone, never cute, never a children's cartoon. The reference pictures are frames from this same film: keep exactly their world, places, people, faces, costumes, palette, ink line and light. The picture fills the whole wide 16:9 frame edge to edge, painted world out to both edges, no borders or bars.

PALETTE: exactly the colours and the one light of the reference picture, unchanged from the first frame to the last: the same time of day, the same sun and the same sky all through the shot, in the warm saturated painted colour of this film.

MOTION: one slow, calm, continuous shot with no cuts, a quiet contemplative look deeper into this one picture. The camera moves slowly and smoothly the whole time. Only light, cloud, wind, cloth, grass, water and leaves move, gently. Anyone in the picture is still or moves slowly, mouth gently closed. The whole picture is painted world: no writing, letters, numbers or signs anywhere in it.

Seed 121020. Reference pictures: the verse's own frame of the film only.

Amos 2:6

This is what the LORD says: “The people of Israel have sinned again and again, and I will not let them go unpunished! They sell honorable people for silver and poor people for a pair of sandals.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear day, high sun, blue sky with small white clouds, exactly as in the reference picture, unchanged to the last frame: Samaria on its hill seen across the valley, pale golden stone houses climbing inside the thick walls, the gate at the centre, terraced vineyards and olive groves below, an olive tree at the left and ripe golden wheat across the foreground. The camera pushes in very slowly over the wheat toward the city while the wheat and the olive leaves stir in the wind.
  2. Clip 2 Bright clear day, high sun, blue sky with small white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the same view of Samaria on its hill above its terraced vineyards and olive groves, golden wheat in the foreground. The camera drifts very slowly sideways to the right, the olive tree passing slowly at the left edge, while small clouds drift and the wheat sways.

Amos 2:7

They trample helpless people in the dust and shove the oppressed out of the way. Both father and son sleep with the same woman, corrupting my holy name.
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  1. Clip 1 Hard bright midday sun, unchanged to the last frame: close and low on a poor man kneeling in the pale dust, only his patched dark grey robe, his bare foot and his thin hand seen, the hand resting on a torn grey cloak spread flat in the dust, old olive trees and vineyards behind in the sun, the toe of a leather sandal at the right edge. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the hand on the torn cloth while the olive leaves stir behind; the air is clear, no dust or haze, and every outline stays solid; he stays still.
  2. Clip 2 Hard bright midday sun, unchanged to the last frame: the same close view of the torn grey cloak spread in the pale dust under the poor man's thin hand, his patched robe and bare foot behind it, olive trees beyond. The camera tracks very slowly sideways and low along the frayed edge of the cloak while the olive leaves stir behind; the air is clear, no dust or haze, and every outline stays solid; nothing else moves.

Amos 2:8

At their religious festivals, they lounge in clothing their debtors put up as security. In the house of their gods, they drink wine bought with unjust fines.
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  1. Clip 1 Orange sunset, the low sun glowing on the horizon behind the altar, unchanged to the last frame: on the high place the rich in purple and saffron robes lie at ease on heaps of patched grey cloaks before a round altar of piled stones hung with green garlands, small oil lamps burning around it, grey smoke rising, the town spread out below. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the altar while the smoke curls up and the lamp flames flicker; the rich barely move.
  2. Clip 2 Orange sunset, unchanged to the last frame: the same scene, the rich reclining on the heaps of patched grey cloaks before the garlanded stone altar, lamps flickering, smoke rising into the orange sky. The camera drifts very slightly closer to the reclining rich in the foreground, the altar and the town staying in the frame exactly as they are, while the smoke rises; they barely move.

Amos 2:9

“But as my people watched, I destroyed the Amorites, though they were as tall as cedars and as strong as oaks. I destroyed the fruit on their branches and dug out their roots.
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  1. Clip 1 Cold grey storm light under heavy dark cloud, shafts of pale light slanting down, unchanged to the last frame: from a ridge, the people stand seen from behind with a few sheep, looking across the green valley at two colossal cedars standing alone at its centre. The camera pushes slowly forward over the people toward the two trees while the dark clouds roll slowly and the light shafts drift; the people stay still.
  2. Clip 2 Cold grey storm light under heavy dark cloud, unchanged to the last frame: the same view across the valley to the two colossal cedars under the black cloud and the slanting light, the people small and still at the bottom of the frame seen from behind. The camera rises very slowly while the clouds roll and the trees sway in a slow wind.

Amos 2:10

It was I who rescued you from Egypt and led you through the desert for forty years, so you could possess the land of the Amorites.
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  1. Clip 1 Copper sunset, the sun low over the far end of the river with its long reflection on the water, unchanged to the last frame: long rows of stacked mud bricks along the riverbank and the long line of the people walking along the bank with a few donkeys and cattle, small. The camera drifts very slowly forward along the line of people while the river glitters; the sun stays low on the horizon.
  2. Clip 2 Copper sunset, the sun low on the horizon, unchanged to the last frame: the same wide view of the river, the stacked bricks and the line of people with their animals walking along the bank. The camera pulls back very slowly and rises while the water moves gently.

Amos 2:11

I chose some of your sons to be prophets and others to be Nazirites. Can you deny this, my people of Israel?” asks the LORD.
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  1. Clip 1 Clear bright day, blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: in the green hill country the herdsman in his brown cloak stands among his grazing sheep, his long wooden crook in his hand, olive trees and rolling green hills beyond. The camera pushes in very slowly toward him while the grass and the olive leaves move in the wind and the sheep graze; he slowly lifts his head.
  2. Clip 2 Clear bright day, blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the same green hillside, the sheep grazing in the long grass around the herdsman with his crook, olive trees and far blue hills. The camera drifts very slowly sideways across the flock while cloud shadows slide over the hills.

Amos 2:12

“But you caused the Nazirites to sin by making them drink wine, and you commanded the prophets, ‘Shut up!’
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  1. Clip 1 Deep red lamplight in a dark stone hall, flaming lamps on the walls, unchanged to the last frame: the braided young man in a white linen robe sits at a long feast table seen from behind, his long black braids down his back, the rich in purple and saffron around the table with gold cups and bowls of red fruit, a ringed hand holding a gold cup out to him. The camera pushes in very slowly over his shoulder while the lamp flames flicker; everyone moves only slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Deep red lamplight in the dark stone hall, unchanged to the last frame: the same feast table, gold cups, gold jugs and bowls of red fruit, the rich in purple and saffron around it and the braided young man in white at the left. The camera drifts very slowly sideways along the table while the lamplight flickers on the gold.

Amos 2:13

“So I will make you groan like a wagon loaded down with sheaves of grain.
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  1. Clip 1 Dusk under a heavy violet and purple cloudy sky, unchanged to the last frame: the overloaded harvest wagon heaped far too high with golden sheaves stands on the dirt road through the harvested field, sheaves standing in stooks on both sides, low hills beyond. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the wagon while the clouds drift and loose straw lifts in the wind; the wagon does not move.
  2. Clip 2 Dusk under the heavy violet cloudy sky, unchanged to the last frame: the same overloaded wagon on the dirt road among the stooks of sheaves. The camera drifts only a little to one side at a distance while straw stirs on the ground; the wagon stays still, nothing is hitched to it, and there is no animal and no person anywhere in the picture.

Amos 2:14

Your fastest runners will not get away. The strongest among you will become weak. Even mighty warriors will be unable to save themselves.
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  1. Clip 1 Clear afternoon, blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: close and low beside one strong man's legs in leather sandals and bronze ankle bands on the soft pale dust of the road, the harvested fields and far hills behind. He runs in slow motion, each heavy step sinking into the soft dust, which puffs up slowly; the camera keeps pace beside him at the same low height, close on his legs the whole time, while the fields behind slide slowly past. Everything stays sharp and clearly drawn.
  2. Clip 2 Clear afternoon, blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: close and low beside one strong man's legs in leather sandals and bronze ankle bands on the soft pale dust of the road, the harvested fields and far hills behind. His slow, heavy steps sink deeper into the soft dust and grow slower and heavier; the camera keeps pace with him at the same low height, a little behind his legs. Everything stays sharp and clearly drawn.

Amos 2:15

The archers will not stand their ground. The swiftest runners won’t be fast enough to escape. Even those riding horses won’t be able to save themselves.
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  1. Clip 1 Golden sunset under an orange sky with glowing clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the archers, strong men in short dark brown tunics with leather belts and bronze cuffs, stand in a long line along a crumbling ridge of pale rock, long curved bows in their hands. The camera drifts very slowly along the line, looking up at them from below the ridge the whole time, while the clouds glow and small stones crumble slowly from the ridge under their feet; they stand still. Only the pale rock ridge, the archers and the orange sky are in the picture: no trees, no water, no grass.
  2. Clip 2 Golden sunset under an orange sky, unchanged to the last frame: the same line of archers on the pale rock ridge against the orange sky. The camera pushes in very slowly from below while grit slides slowly down the rock; they stand still. The picture holds only the pale rock ridge, the line of archers and the glowing orange sky.

Amos 2:16

On that day the most courageous of your fighting men will drop their weapons and run for their lives,” says the LORD.
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  1. Clip 1 Golden sunset under an orange sky, unchanged to the last frame: seen from behind, the strong men in short dark brown tunics run away down the dirt road between golden wheat fields, round bronze shields and long spears in their hands, toward the far hills, open golden wheat fields stretching flat on both sides of the road out to the hills. The camera follows slowly behind them at the same height as they draw away and grow small.
  2. Clip 2 Golden sunset under an orange sky, unchanged to the last frame: the dirt road between the open golden wheat fields running straight to the far hills, the strong men small and far down it, running away. The camera rises very slowly and holds while the wheat sways in the wind; open flat wheat fields fill both sides of the frame out to the hills.

Isaiah 40 Week 12 · THE LEVEL ROAD

The style block for every clip of this film

STYLE: one more shot of the film THE LEVEL ROAD. 2D hand-drawn anime feature film, cel-coloured figures with clean dark ink outlines and soft cel shadows, richly detailed hand-painted background plates of limestone, grassland, flowers and vast clear skies, natural light, the look of a 1990s theatrical anime film; non-CGI, non-photoreal, no 3D render look, adult serious tone, never cute, never a children's cartoon. The reference pictures are frames from this same film: keep exactly their world, places, people, faces, costumes, palette, ink line and light. The picture fills the whole wide 16:9 frame edge to edge, painted world out to both edges, no borders or bars.

PALETTE: exactly the colours and the one light of the reference picture, unchanged from the first frame to the last: the same time of day, the same sun and the same sky all through the shot, in the clear saturated painted colour of this film.

MOTION: one slow, calm, continuous shot with no cuts, a quiet contemplative look deeper into this one picture. The camera moves slowly and smoothly the whole time. Only light, cloud, wind, cloth, grass, water and leaves move, gently. Anyone in the picture is still or moves slowly, mouth gently closed. The whole picture is painted world: no writing, letters, numbers or signs anywhere in it.

Seed 121020. Reference pictures: the verse's own frame of the film only.

Isaiah 40:1

“Comfort, comfort my people,” says your God.
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  1. Clip 1 Deep night under a dark navy sky with stars, cold blue moonlight on the stones, every colour a dark night blue, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day, no sunlight and no daylight colours at any moment: Jerusalem broken on its hill, fallen walls of pale stone in long heaps, an empty gateway of grey split timbers, roofless houses, thornbush between the stones; the woman sits small and still inside the empty gateway. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the gateway while a soft wind moves the thorn and the grass.
  2. Clip 2 Deep night under a dark navy sky with stars, cold blue moonlight on the stones, every colour a dark night blue, unchanged to the last frame; it never becomes day, no sunlight and no daylight colours at any moment: the same ruined walls, the empty timber gateway and the fallen stones on the hill, the woman small in the gateway. The camera drifts only a little to one side, the gateway staying in the frame, while the stars glimmer and the grass stirs.

Isaiah 40:2

“Speak tenderly to Jerusalem. Tell her that her sad days are gone and her sins are pardoned. Yes, the LORD has punished her twice over for all her sins.”
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  1. Clip 1 A cold, flat, grey overcast day, the whole sky one dull blue grey cloud cover with no sun anywhere, soft shadowless light, the stones cool grey and the shawl pale grey, the same dull light from the first frame to the last: among broken walls of great grey limestone blocks, the woman sits on a fallen block seen from behind, in her deep blue robe with a wide pale grey shawl drawn over her head, thorn and dry grass among the stones. The camera pushes in very slowly toward her while the clouds drift; she stays still.
  2. Clip 2 A cold, flat, grey overcast day, the whole sky one dull blue grey cloud cover with no sun anywhere, soft shadowless light, the stones cool grey and the shawl pale grey, the same dull light from the first frame to the last: the same broken walls of great limestone blocks and the woman seated on her stone, seen from behind. The camera drifts only a little to one side, the walls around her filling the frame, while the clouds move and the dry grass stirs.

Isaiah 40:3

Listen! It’s the voice of someone shouting, “Clear the way through the wilderness for the LORD! Make a straight highway through the wasteland for our God!
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  1. Clip 1 Hard bright midday under a deep blue sky with small white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: a vast dry wasteland of bone white rock and ochre sand, cracked gullies and scattered thornbush, far blue mountains on the horizon. The camera glides very slowly forward low over the rock while the thornbush shivers in the wind and thin dust drifts along the ground.
  2. Clip 2 Hard bright midday under a deep blue sky with small white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the same vast dry wasteland of bone white rock and ochre sand, cracked gullies and scattered thornbush, far blue mountains on the horizon; dry and bare from edge to edge. The camera pushes very slowly forward, low over the white rock, while the thornbush shivers in the wind and cloud shadows slide over the rock.

Isaiah 40:4

Fill in the valleys, and level the mountains and hills. Straighten the curves, and smooth out the rough places.
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  1. Clip 1 Bright clear day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: deep canyons of white limestone cliffs, a small stream winding along the valley floor, ochre grass on the ledges, far purple blue mountains. The camera glides very slowly forward down the valley above the stream while the clouds drift.
  2. Clip 2 Bright clear day under a blue sky with white clouds, unchanged to the last frame: close along the edge of a white limestone cliff with tufts of ochre grass on it, the canyon dropping away below it to the small winding stream, the far purple blue mountains on the horizon. The camera glides very slowly along the cliff edge while cloud shadows slide across the rock.

Isaiah 40:5

Then the glory of the LORD will be revealed, and all people will see it together. The LORD has spoken!”
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  1. Clip 1 Bright morning, a vast white gold light shining at the far end of the road, a pale sky with soft golden clouds, unchanged to the last frame: a straight road of pale flat paving stones with a border of larger stones runs from the foreground straight across golden grassland to the horizon. The camera glides very slowly forward along the road toward the light while the grass stirs on both sides; the light stays steady.
  2. Clip 2 Bright morning, the same steady white gold light at the end of the road, unchanged to the last frame: low beside the road's border of larger stones and the golden grass, the straight road running away to the light. The camera pushes very slowly forward along the border, low over the stones, while the grass bends gently in the wind.

Isaiah 40:6

A voice said, “Shout!” I asked, “What should I shout?” “Shout that people are like the grass. Their beauty fades as quickly as the flowers in a field.
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  1. Clip 1 Morning, the sun low behind the prophet with soft rays, blue sky, unchanged to the last frame: the prophet in his slate blue cloak and hood stands in a field of tall green grass and red anemones with yellow and white flowers, green trees beyond. The camera pushes in very slowly toward him while a gust moves through the grass and flowers and his cloak stirs; he stays still.
  2. Clip 2 Morning, the sun low behind the prophet, unchanged to the last frame: the field of tall green grass and red anemones with yellow and white flowers, the prophet standing still in it in his slate blue cloak and hood, solid and clearly drawn against the bright sky. The camera pushes in very slowly toward him from a little to one side while the flowers sway gently.

Isaiah 40:7

The grass withers and the flowers fade beneath the breath of the LORD. And so it is with people.
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  1. Clip 1 Late morning, blue sky with white clouds, a warm golden haze of dust hanging at the right of the frame, unchanged to the last frame: a wide field of green grass and wildflowers, purple, yellow, white and red, low green hills beyond. The camera drifts very slowly forward over the flowers while the grass bends in a warm wind.
  2. Clip 2 Late morning, the golden haze at the right of the frame, unchanged to the last frame: close among the tall grass and wildflowers bending in the warm wind, a few petals lifting away. The camera tracks very slowly sideways and low through the flowers.

Isaiah 40:8

The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of our God stands forever.”
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  1. Clip 1 Pale grey morning under a washed cloudy sky, unchanged to the last frame: a straight road of pale paving stones runs between withered straw fields to the horizon, where a narrow shaft of white gold light stands still; a few pale and red petals drift through the air. The camera glides very slowly forward along the road toward the shaft of light while the dry stalks blow on both sides; the shaft of light does not move.
  2. Clip 2 Pale grey morning under a washed cloudy sky, unchanged to the last frame: low among the withered stalks at the roadside, petals drifting, the road and the standing shaft of light beyond. The camera tracks very slowly sideways.

Isaiah 40:9

O Zion, messenger of good news, shout from the mountaintops! Shout it louder, O Jerusalem. Shout, and do not be afraid. Tell the towns of Judah, “Your God is coming!”
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  1. Clip 1 Rose and gold sunrise behind her, pink and gold clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the woman stands seen from behind on the grey summit rock, arms raised wide, her pale cream shawl and deep blue robe stirring in the wind, terraced hills with olive trees below. The camera pushes in very slowly and rises toward her while the clouds glow and drift; she stays upright and still.
  2. Clip 2 Rose and gold sunrise, pink and gold clouds, unchanged to the last frame: the same summit rock with the woman small on top, arms wide, the terraced hills spreading below. The camera pulls back very slowly while the clouds drift.

Isaiah 40:10

Yes, the Sovereign LORD is coming in power. He will rule with a powerful arm. See, he brings his reward with him as he comes.
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  1. Clip 1 Sunrise under pink and violet clouds: the sun is just breaking over the dark mountain ridge and, through the shot, lifts slowly a little above it, its white gold light spreading slowly down over the hills, as this verse of the film shows; it stays a rosy sunrise. Seen from high in the air, a hill town of white houses with red roofs on the slope below among terraces, olive trees and cypresses. The camera drifts very slowly toward the town high above the terraces while the clouds drift.
  2. Clip 2 Sunrise under pink and violet clouds: the sun is just breaking over the dark mountain ridge and, through the shot, lifts slowly a little above it, its white gold light spreading slowly down over the terraces, as this verse of the film shows; it stays a rosy sunrise. The terraced slopes and curving stone walls below the white town, olive trees in soft shadow, the white houses with red roofs above. The camera drifts very slowly sideways along the terraces while the olive leaves stir.

Isaiah 40:11

He will feed his flock like a shepherd. He will carry the lambs in his arms, holding them close to his heart. He will gently lead the mother sheep with their young.
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  1. Clip 1 Clear bright morning, soft warm light, unchanged to the last frame: the great flock grazes on the green hillside, ewes and small lambs among them, the shepherd in his rust brown cloak with a staff standing small among them, terraced slopes with olive trees and white hill towns beyond under grey mountains. The camera drifts slowly closer over the grazing sheep while the grass stirs.
  2. Clip 2 Clear bright morning, soft warm light, unchanged to the last frame: the same green hillside, the flock grazing around the shepherd standing among them, the white town on the terraces above. The camera drifts very slowly sideways across the flock.

Psalm 18 Week 10 · THE ROCK AND THE DEEP

The style block for every clip of this film

STYLE: one more shot of the film THE ROCK AND THE DEEP. 2D cel anime, 1990s Madhouse-school style, hard shadows, flat saturated color blocking, limited animation, non-CGI, non-photoreal, no 3D render look, hand-drawn feel throughout, visible ink outlines, painted background plates, adult serious tone, never cute, never a children's cartoon. The reference pictures are frames from this same film: keep exactly their world, places, people, faces, costumes, palette, ink line and light. The picture fills the whole wide 16:9 frame edge to edge, painted world out to both edges, no borders or bars.

MOTION: one slow, calm, continuous shot with no cuts, a quiet contemplative look deeper into this one picture. The camera moves slowly and smoothly the whole time. Only light, cloud, wind, cloth, grass, water and leaves move, gently. Anyone in the picture is still or moves slowly, mouth gently closed. The whole picture is painted world: no writing, letters, numbers or signs anywhere in it.

Seed 121020. Reference pictures: the verse's own frame of the film and its two neighbouring verse frames.

Psalm 18:1

I love you, LORD; you are my strength.
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  1. Clip 1 Dawn over the wide pale plain. The great rock rises sheer at the centre of the frame, its gold and ochre faces cut in hard flat planes of light and black shadow; the singer stands small on its crown of short gold grass, his rust red cloak lifting slowly in the wind, his arms open at his sides. The camera circles very slowly around the rock from far away while the low sun turns its faces gold one after another and small gold clouds drift across the deep blue sky.
  2. Clip 2 At the foot of the great rock, the singer stands with one open hand resting flat on the warm sheer stone, head bowed, eyes closed. The camera tilts slowly up the vast gold stone face, plane after plane of light and shadow, to the crown of short gold grass against the morning sky, where the light grows warmer.

Psalm 1 Week 11 · THE TWO WAYS

The style block for every clip of this film

STYLE: one more shot of the film THE TWO WAYS. 2D cel anime, 1990s Madhouse-school style, hard shadows, flat saturated color blocking, limited animation, non-CGI, non-photoreal, no 3D render look, hand-drawn feel throughout, visible ink outlines, painted background plates, adult serious tone, never cute, never a children's cartoon. The reference pictures are frames from this same film: keep exactly their world, places, people, faces, costumes, palette, ink line and light. The picture fills the whole wide 16:9 frame edge to edge, painted world out to both edges, no borders or bars.

MOTION: one slow, calm, continuous shot with no cuts, a quiet contemplative look deeper into this one picture. The camera moves slowly and smoothly the whole time. Only light, cloud, wind, cloth, grass, water and leaves move, gently. Anyone in the picture is still or moves slowly, mouth gently closed. The whole picture is painted world: no writing, letters, numbers or signs anywhere in it.

Seed 121020. Reference pictures: the verse's own frame of the film and its two neighbouring verse frames.

Psalm 1:1

Oh, the joys of those who do not follow the advice of the wicked, or stand around with sinners, or join in with mockers.
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  1. Clip 1 Morning on the wide dry upland. The long pale road runs across the whole width of the frame; the three travellers walk on it slowly, small and far away, seen from behind; along the roadside the tall dark figures stand still in twos and threes. The camera drifts slowly sideways with the travellers at a distance; the sparse gold grass moves in the wind; the dark figures do not move.
  2. Clip 2 In the deep shade of a great rock beside the road, a ring of the dark figures sits motionless on low stones, and one low stone at the front of the ring stands empty. Beyond the shade the bright road lies empty in the sun. The camera pushes in very slowly toward the empty stone while dust drifts in the light at the edge of the shade.

Psalm 1:2

But they delight in the law of the LORD, meditating on it day and night.
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  1. Clip 1 Late afternoon on a green rise above the river. The three travellers sit close together on the grass, a pale scroll rolled closed across their knees, the bright river below them. The camera drifts slowly around them at a distance while the light turns gold and long shadows stretch across the grass.
  2. Clip 2 Night on the same rise. A small lamp burns beside the three travellers seated close together, its warm glow on the pale closed scroll across their knees; the valley below is dark blue under the first stars. The lamp flame flickers softly, the camera pushes in very slowly, and the stars brighten one by one.

Psalm 1:3

They are like trees planted along the riverbank, bearing fruit each season. Their leaves never wither, and they prosper in all they do.
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  1. Clip 1 The row of trees stands along the bright blue river, each with a full round crown of deep green leaves hung with round gold fruit. The camera glides very slowly forward along the bank beside the row; the river runs clear and bright beside it; the leaves stir gently.
  2. Clip 2 One great tree on the riverbank. The camera tilts slowly up from its thick dark roots reaching down through the bank into the clear bright water, up the thick trunk, into the full green crown hung with round gold fruit, sunlight coming through the leaves.

Psalm 1:4

But not the wicked! They are like worthless chaff, scattered by the wind.
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  1. Clip 1 The round threshing floor of beaten pale earth on its bare hilltop under a wide pale grey sky; a low heap of pale chaff lies at its centre. A slow wind lifts thin streams of the chaff and carries them off across the frame. The camera is far away and pushes in very slowly.
  2. Clip 2 High over the bare hill, a thin pale haze of chaff dust drifts away on the wind across the grey sky and thins to nothing; below, the round floor lies swept and bare. The camera drifts slowly after the haze while the floor grows small.

Psalm 1:5

They will be condemned at the time of judgment. Sinners will have no place among the godly.
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  1. Clip 1 On the green rise above the bright river, the great gathering sits in one wide closed ring, shoulder to shoulder, small and far away, very still. The camera drifts slowly around the ring from high above; the grass outside the ring moves in the wind.
  2. Clip 2 Low over the grass outside the ring, a few last pale husks blow slowly along the ground, lift and drift on and away, finding nowhere to settle; beyond them the closed ring of the gathering sits still in warm light. The camera tracks slowly sideways with the husks.

Psalm 1:6

For the LORD watches over the path of the godly, but the path of the wicked leads to destruction.
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  1. Clip 1 High above the land, the lit road runs into the green valley beside the bright river, a broad warm light lying along it; the three travellers walk on it, small and slow. The camera descends very slowly toward the road while the warm light grows.
  2. Clip 2 From high above, the fork: the lit road runs on into the green valley by the river and the row of trees, and a narrow side track bends away across grey broken ground into shadow; both ways in one wide frame. Cloud shadows drift slowly across the land; the camera rises very slowly, almost still.

Psalm 2 Week 11 · THE MOUNTAIN

The style block for every clip of this film

STYLE: one more shot of the film THE MOUNTAIN. 2D cel anime, 1990s Madhouse-school style, hard shadows, flat saturated color blocking, limited animation, non-CGI, non-photoreal, no 3D render look, hand-drawn feel throughout, visible ink outlines, painted background plates, adult serious tone, never cute, never a children's cartoon. The reference pictures are frames from this same film: keep exactly their world, places, people, faces, costumes, palette, ink line and light. The picture fills the whole wide 16:9 frame edge to edge, painted world out to both edges, no borders or bars.

PALETTE: exactly the light and colour of the reference frames of this film: deep saturated night blues and violets, deep crimson and ember orange skies, gold light blazing against dark ground and dark cloud, hard black shadows; never pale pastel daylight, never soft watercolour.

MOTION: one slow, calm, continuous shot with no cuts, a quiet contemplative look deeper into this one picture. The camera moves slowly and smoothly the whole time. Only light, cloud, wind, cloth, grass, water and leaves move, gently. Anyone in the picture is still or moves slowly, mouth gently closed. The whole picture is painted world: no writing, letters, numbers or signs anywhere in it.

Seed 121020. Reference pictures: the verse's own frame of the film and its two neighbouring verse frames.

Psalm 2:1

Why are the nations so angry? Why do they waste their time with futile plans?
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  1. Clip 1 Under a deep crimson sky with dark clouds, a vast multitude stands still on the plain from edge to edge, red pennants on poles stirring in the wind, the lone white mountain far off on the horizon. The camera drifts slowly across the multitude toward the mountain.
  2. Clip 2 Close on the dark dust of the plain under the crimson sky, long scratched furrows across it; a slow wind smooths them away grain by grain while red light flickers over the ground. The camera tracks slowly and low along the ground.

Psalm 2:2

The kings of the earth prepare for battle; the rulers plot together against the LORD and against his anointed one.
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  1. Clip 1 Under a crimson sky the kings stand in a long row on a dark ridge, tall dark silhouettes in long robes with spiked crowns, their robes stirring, the red multitude and the far white mountain beyond. The camera drifts slowly along the row.
  2. Clip 2 At dusk under a crimson and violet sky, a great camp of dark tents spreads across the plain, banners lifted slowly in the wind, the lone white mountain glowing far off. The camera drifts slowly sideways across the camp.

Psalm 2:3

“Let us break their chains,” they cry, “and free ourselves from slavery to God.”
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  1. Clip 1 Under a crimson sky, the multitude seen from behind stands with arms raised toward the far white mountain while dark clouds drift slowly overhead. The camera pushes slowly over them toward the mountain.
  2. Clip 2 Long taut cords run from the multitude across the crimson sky to the peak of the far white mountain and are held fast there; many hands grip them and they do not move. The camera tilts slowly along the cords to the peak.

Psalm 2:4

But the one who rules in heaven laughs. The Lord scoffs at them.
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  1. Clip 1 A vast dark sea of grey and violet cloud seen from above, the light slowly warming until a calm gold sun glows on the horizon over the clouds (two filmed tails of the Psalm 2 cloud shots, joined by a slow fade).
  2. Clip 2 Seen from far above, looking down through a wide gap in the dark violet clouds at the dark plain far below, where the multitude are tiny red specks; the whole frame is cloud and the far plain. The camera holds and turns very slowly.

Psalm 2:5

Then in anger he rebukes them, terrifying them with his fierce fury.
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  1. Clip 1 A sea of dark violet cloud rolls slowly down over the plain, lit from within by pale light, its shadow moving across the land and over the multitude. A wide shot, the camera pulling back slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Under the dark rolling cloud, the kings on the plain, tall dark silhouettes with spiked crowns, draw back one slow step, their robes moving in the rising wind. The camera pushes slowly toward them.

Psalm 2:6

For the Lord declares, “I have placed my chosen king on the throne in Jerusalem, on my holy mountain.”
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  1. Clip 1 Night: the lone mountain rises dark above a sea of cloud under a deep blue sky, a gold light shining above its peak. The camera pushes slowly toward the mountain.
  2. Clip 2 At dusk the king sits still on a throne of white rock on the summit, the gathered people below him on every side, under a deep blue sky with a gold glow. The camera pushes in very slowly from far away.

Psalm 2:7

The king proclaims the LORD’s decree: “The LORD said to me, ‘You are my son. Today I have become your Father.
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  1. Clip 1 On the summit the king stands holding a rolled scroll, tied closed, high in both hands against a blazing gold sky. The camera pushes in slowly and comes to rest.
  2. Clip 2 The king kneels on the summit rock under one great shaft of gold light, head bowed, his white robe and gold stole glowing, the dark plain far below. The camera pushes in very slowly.

Psalm 2:8

Only ask, and I will give you the nations as your inheritance, the whole earth as your possession.
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  1. Clip 1 Seen from behind, the king stands on the white summit rock with his two hands held out open, palms up, a blazing gold sky and sun before him and the gathered people far below. The camera pushes in slowly.
  2. Clip 2 From the summit, the whole earth spreads below to every edge of the frame under a vast gold sky of radiant clouds, ranges and plains lit gold. The camera pulls back slowly.

Psalm 2:9

You will break them with an iron rod and smash them like clay pots.’”
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  1. Clip 1 A long dark iron rod lies across a blazing gold sky of radiant clouds, still, the light glowing slowly brighter behind it. The camera pushes in slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Shards of a red clay pot lie scattered on dark stone under a gold sky, the dark iron rod laid beside them; the light moves slowly across them while fine dust settles. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 2:10

Now then, you kings, act wisely! Be warned, you rulers of the earth!
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  1. Clip 1 Cold grey blue dawn: the kings stand in a row seen from behind, tall dark robes and spiked crowns, facing the far mountain with its pale walled city. The camera pushes slowly past them toward the mountain.
  2. Clip 2 One king in the row, seen from the side in the grey blue dawn, slowly lifts his head toward the mountain as the first light touches his face. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 2:11

Serve the LORD with reverent fear, and rejoice with trembling.
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  1. Clip 1 Dusk under a deep blue sky with an ember glow on the horizon: the multitude kneels across the plain holding small warm lights, the dark mountain beyond. The camera drifts slowly over them.
  2. Clip 2 The kings kneel in a row in the deep blue dusk, their spiked crowns set down on the ground before them, heads bowed, a warm gold light rising over their backs. The camera drifts slowly along the row.

Psalm 2:12

Submit to God’s royal son, or he will become angry, and you will be destroyed in the midst of all your activities— for his anger flares up in an instant. But what joy for all who take refuge in him!
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  1. Clip 1 Night under a deep blue sky: the kings stand in a row before the white mountain, their crowns held in their hands, still. The camera pushes slowly past them toward the mountain.
  2. Clip 2 The people gather on the summit around the king, a gold light breaking over them against the deep blue night. The camera pulls back slowly to show the whole mountain glowing.

Psalm 73 Week 11 · THE TWO SLOPES

The style block for every clip of this film

STYLE: one more shot of the film THE TWO SLOPES. 2D cel anime, 1990s Madhouse-school style, hard shadows, flat saturated color blocking, limited animation, non-CGI, non-photoreal, no 3D render look, hand-drawn feel throughout, visible ink outlines, painted background plates, adult serious tone, never cute, never a children's cartoon. The reference pictures are frames from this same film: keep exactly their world, places, people, faces, costumes, palette, ink line and light. The picture fills the whole wide 16:9 frame edge to edge, painted world out to both edges, no borders or bars.

MOTION: one slow, calm, continuous shot with no cuts, a quiet contemplative look deeper into this one picture. The camera moves slowly and smoothly the whole time. Only light, cloud, wind, cloth, grass, water and leaves move, gently. Anyone in the picture is still or moves slowly, mouth gently closed. The whole picture is painted world: no writing, letters, numbers or signs anywhere in it.

Seed 121020. Reference pictures: the verse's own frame of the film and its two neighbouring verse frames.

Psalm 73:1

Truly God is good to Israel, to those whose hearts are pure.
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  1. Clip 1 Old Jerusalem in clean morning light, flat roofed houses of pale golden limestone climbing the hill; people go slowly up the stepped street toward the sanctuary at the top while white doves circle slowly above. The camera rises slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The vast still court of the sanctuary in the morning: the tall cedar doors overlaid with gold stand open, the great seven branched lampstand burns softly, and the deep blue, purple and crimson curtain hangs across the far wall in shafts of light. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:2

But as for me, I almost lost my footing. My feet were slipping, and I was almost gone.
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  1. Clip 1 The psalmist walks slowly, small, on a narrow path across a steep scree slope above a deep gorge, far blue ranges beyond. The camera drifts slowly beside him from far away.
  2. Clip 2 Close on the psalmist's sandaled feet on the loose stones at the edge of the path; a few small stones roll slowly away down the slope, and his feet stand firm and still. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:3

For I envied the proud when I saw them prosper despite their wickedness.
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  1. Clip 1 Over the psalmist's shadowed shoulder, from a high wall: below in the bright street a gilded procession passes slowly under crimson awnings; his hand rests on the wall. The camera pushes in slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The palace of white marble and gold on the hill across from the sanctuary: wide terraces under crimson awnings, still pools, palms and gold lamps shining in the sun. The camera drifts slowly across it.

Psalm 73:4

They seem to live such painless lives; their bodies are so healthy and strong.
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  1. Clip 1 By a long still pool under a crimson awning, the proud recline at ease on couches beside a heaped gold dish of grapes, palm fronds stirring. The camera drifts slowly along the pool.
  2. Clip 2 Close on the heaped gold dish of grapes and fruit at the edge of the pool, the water still and the light rippling on it; a ringed hand slowly takes a grape. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:5

They don’t have troubles like other people; they’re not plagued with problems like everyone else.
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  1. Clip 1 One slow tilt from people carrying heavy loads along a dusty road below, up a white marble wall, to the proud resting in the shade above.
  2. Clip 2 The proud at ease in deep cool shade on the terrace, fanned slowly with palm leaves, while beyond them the dusty road runs below in hot white light. The camera drifts slowly.

Psalm 73:6

They wear pride like a jeweled necklace and clothe themselves with cruelty.
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  1. Clip 1 Close on a jeweled gold collar settled on broad shoulders, catching the light. The camera tilts slowly along it.
  2. Clip 2 Seen from behind on the palace terrace, one of the proud stands in a heavy dark cloak studded with iron points, still, the city below. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:7

These fat cats have everything their hearts could ever wish for!
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  1. Clip 1 The banquet table seen straight down from overhead, heaped edge to edge with fruit, bread and gold dishes; ringed hands reach slowly in from both sides. The camera turns very slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The long banquet terrace at dusk, gold lamps lit, the proud reclining along the table and the city dark below. The camera pulls back slowly.

Psalm 73:8

They scoff and speak only evil; in their pride they seek to crush others.
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  1. Clip 1 One unbroken low view from the street below: the proud stand in a row at the terrace edge high above, chins lifted against a hard white sky, their robes stirring in the wind. The camera stays on them and pushes in very slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Their long shadows stretch slowly down the narrow stepped street below, and the people draw back against the walls. The camera tilts slowly down the street.

Psalm 73:9

They boast against the very heavens, and their words strut throughout the earth.
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  1. Clip 1 Plain coloured banners stream out from the palace towers into the sky in the wind. The camera pulls back and rises slowly to show them running out along every road over the hill country.
  2. Clip 2 Long roads across the hill country, each lined with plain banners on poles moving in the wind, running out to the far blue ranges. The camera drifts slowly high above.

Psalm 73:10

And so the people are dismayed and confused, drinking in all their words.
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  1. Clip 1 A crowd gathers at the gilded fountain below the palace, cupping their hands and drinking the gold water. The camera drifts slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Close on the gold water spilling from the fountain into its basin, cupped hands lifting it, the light shimmering. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:11

“What does God know?” they ask. “Does the Most High even know what’s happening?”
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  1. Clip 1 Night on the palace terrace, deep blue dark all through the shot: the proud sit at their table under gold lamps, and one slowly lifts a cup toward the empty starry sky. The camera pushes in slowly and it stays night.
  2. Clip 2 The vast still night sky full of stars over the dark city and the small gold lights of the palace; the stars are still. The camera tilts slowly up from the city into the stars.

Psalm 73:12

Look at these wicked people— enjoying a life of ease while their riches multiply.
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  1. Clip 1 In the treasure court of the palace, heaps of gold and stacks of grain sacks climb slowly higher in the lamplight. The camera pushes in slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The proud recline at ease on the terrace among gold vessels in the afternoon light, the city below. The camera drifts slowly.

Psalm 73:13

Did I keep my heart pure for nothing? Did I keep myself innocent for no reason?
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  1. Clip 1 Cold dawn: the psalmist's hands wash slowly in a clay basin of clear water and drops fall back into it. The camera pushes in slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The psalmist sits on a mat in a bare stone room with his wet, empty hands lifted before him, looking at them, in pale dawn light from a small window. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:14

I get nothing but trouble all day long; every morning brings me pain.
Clip 1 of 2 · 13.7 s + 13.7 s
  1. Clip 1 A bare limestone wall in a small room; one shaft of sun moves slowly across it from morning to evening.
  2. Clip 2 The next cold morning: the psalmist lies curled on his mat in grey light, his lyre lying face down beside him. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:15

If I had really spoken this way to others, I would have been a traitor to your people.
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  1. Clip 1 From behind the psalmist standing in a dark doorway: families go up the stepped street toward the sanctuary in the morning light. The camera pushes in slowly past his shoulder.
  2. Clip 2 The wooden door of the house closes slowly until only a thin line of morning light remains; the stepped street outside is quiet. The camera holds, almost still.

Psalm 73:16

So I tried to understand why the wicked prosper. But what a difficult task it is!
Clip 1 of 2 · 13.7 s + 13.7 s
  1. Clip 1 By a low guttering lamp at night, two hands work slowly at a hard knot in a red cord, and stop. The camera pushes in slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The psalmist sits alone at night beside the small low lamp, his head in his hands. The camera drifts slowly.

Psalm 73:17

Then I went into your sanctuary, O God, and I finally understood the destiny of the wicked.
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  1. Clip 1 The tall cedar doors overlaid with gold swing slowly open and white light floods out over the psalmist, who steps slowly through.
  2. Clip 2 The psalmist stands small and still in the vast court before the great gold lampstand and the high curtain, the shafts of light growing around him. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:18

Truly, you put them on a slippery path and send them sliding over the cliff to destruction.
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  1. Clip 1 Feet in jeweled gold sandals on a road of polished marble along a cliff edge slide slowly on the smooth stone; white mist rises from below. The camera tracks slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The polished marble road along the cliff edge lies empty, white mist rising slowly from the depths beside it. The camera drifts slowly along the empty road.

Psalm 73:19

In an instant they are destroyed, completely swept away by terrors.
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  1. Clip 1 A dark wind sweeps across the palace terrace and carries the empty feast away, cloths and cushions lifting and drifting off, until only bare stone is left. The camera holds wide.
  2. Clip 2 The bare stone terrace, empty, in grey light, a few leaves blowing across it. The camera pulls back slowly.

Psalm 73:20

When you arise, O Lord, you will laugh at their silly ideas as a person laughs at dreams in the morning.
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  1. Clip 1 One unbroken view of the dark hills at dawn the whole time: the sun rises over their rim and a broad clean light spreads slowly across the land. The camera rises slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The palace on the hill thins in the morning sunlight and fades slowly into the mist, leaving a plain hillside. The camera drifts slowly.

Psalm 73:21

Then I realized that my heart was bitter, and I was all torn up inside.
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  1. Clip 1 Close on a bronze basin of still water holding the reflection of the psalmist's shadowed face; a single drop falls and the reflection breaks into slow rings. The camera holds close.
  2. Clip 2 The psalmist sits in a dim stone room with his hand over his heart, eyes closed. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:22

I was so foolish and ignorant— I must have seemed like a senseless animal to you.
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  1. Clip 1 A lone ox grazes with its head down on a dry slope while the whole sky above it opens in light. The camera pulls back slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The psalmist kneels on the hillside near the grazing ox, head bowed, under the vast bright sky. The camera drifts slowly.

Psalm 73:23

Yet I still belong to you; you hold my right hand.
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  1. Clip 1 The psalmist's open right hand, trembling, is held in a shaft of warm light from above and goes still. The camera pushes in slowly.
  2. Clip 2 The psalmist walks slowly on a mountain path, his right hand held forward into a shaft of warm light, steady. The camera tracks slowly beside him.

Psalm 73:24

You guide me with your counsel, leading me to a glorious destiny.
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  1. Clip 1 The psalmist, small and far off, walks a path winding up through the mist toward a summit bathed in gold light. The camera drifts slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Closer: the psalmist walks steadily up the misty path, the gold light growing on his face. The camera tracks slowly with him.

Psalm 73:25

Whom have I in heaven but you? I desire you more than anything on earth.
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  1. Clip 1 The psalmist stands on a high rock between the clear empty sky with one bright light in it and the whole earth below. The camera circles very slowly.
  2. Clip 2 Seen from behind, the psalmist on the high rock looks up into the clear sky toward the one bright light while clouds move slowly below him. The camera pushes in slowly.

Psalm 73:26

My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak, but God remains the strength of my heart; he is mine forever.
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  1. Clip 1 Close on thin hands resting on a wooden staff in grey rain. The camera tilts slowly.
  2. Clip 2 A great rock stands unmoved in the rain as the light breaks on it and on the psalmist seated at its foot. The camera pulls back slowly.

Psalm 73:27

Those who desert him will perish, for you destroy those who abandon you.
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  1. Clip 1 One unbroken view of the same road the whole time: an empty polished road leads away into fog, its gold lamps going out one by one. The camera pushes in slowly along it.
  2. Clip 2 One unbroken view of the same road the whole time: fog drifts slowly over the empty polished road and its dark lamps. The camera drifts slowly beside it.

Psalm 73:28

But as for me, how good it is to be near God! I have made the Sovereign LORD my shelter, and I will tell everyone about the wonderful things you do.
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  1. Clip 1 Close, in profile, the psalmist at rest in the warm light of the sanctuary, eyes calm. The camera pushes in very slowly.
  2. Clip 2 At the top of the steps before the open gold doors, the psalmist stands with his lyre, the people gathered below in the morning light. The camera pulls back slowly.