"CELEBRATE FREEDOM WITH QUEEN BEE"
"CELEBRATE WITH DANCE WITH QUEEN BEE"
I created this short video story to celebrate freedom. The dark clouds will go away. We will celebrate with dancing, singing, flowers, love, peace, and understanding. Hate and darkness have been buried in the ground. We dance in the light and celebrate truth and the light.
Celebrate queen bee
Sunday morning time of day
Is today
Relax
Meditate
For what is fate?
I hold the key
You hold the key
We all hold the key
To see
The mind
Sublime
Or never mind
We need to be kind
We need to love
Not hate
Before it is too late
I write this song
To play along
With awake
Not asleep
Like many peeps
And creeps
I give love
I give equality
I will give you a rose
To expose
The thorns of creeps
Attacking love
From above
Below the ground their evilness seeps
Through the ground
And all around
Cap up the dirty slime
In time
The dark oily substance of evil creeps
Will seep back into the ground
Swallowing the evil clowns
Of hate, greed, death, and destruction
Will be sucked down into the ground
Causing spontaneous combustion
As they scream for help
But we celebrate their demise
As they break out in whelps
Of their own darkness into the bliss
Of ugliness
The light shines forth upon our land
So grand
The birds sing
The wolves howl out of their ring
Of celebration of the masses
Of freedom of lads and lassies
Celebrate freedom!
The wolf clan
The bear clan
Every woman
Every man
Every human
Howls
With the owls
Let freedom ring!
We took down the king
Of death
Replaced with a kind woman
Of stature
Of equality
Of love
Of hugs
Of love for all
No more death
Destruction
No more election
Of kings
Our queen bee
Is the queen it would seem
But the woman is so free
Just like you
Just like me
Let it be
For free
For love
Omnipotent all around
Every town
Celebrate
Dance
In a trance
Of peace
Of love
Of freedom for all
Celebrate
Breakdown
Synopsis
On a serene Sunday morning, Jordan Smith awakens to spread love and unity in a divided community. As he meditates and walks through town, he offers roses and inspires the townsfolk to confront negativity. A new leader emerges, and the community celebrates their freedom and shared humanity in a grand dance, transforming their fate together.
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Scene 1 - Morning Meditation
A grassy hill overlooking a small town, adorned with wildflowers and surrounded by tall trees. The sun is rising, casting a golden glow over the landscape, and the atmosphere is tranquil and inviting., June, 7:00 AM, soft natural sunlight.
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Scene 2 - Walking Through the Town
Main street of a small town, lined with quaint shops and community homes. The buildings are painted in warm colors, but some areas show signs of neglect, creating a juxtaposition of beauty and struggle., June, 9:00 AM, bright natural sunlight.
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Scene 3 - Rallying the Townsfolk
Town square, adorned with colorful banners and surrounded by trees, creating an open space for gathering. The ground is paved with cobblestones, and the sun shines brightly, illuminating the joyous scene., June, 10:30 AM, bright natural sunlight.
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Scene 4 - Celebration of Freedom
A vibrant field just outside the town, filled with people dancing together, surrounded by nature. The sky is a brilliant blue, and the air filled with the sounds of laughter and music. June, 12:00 PM, bright natural sunlight.
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Back Start
We celebrate today.
In every town
Around
The globe
In every adobe
We celebrate with flowers.
Showers
Of smiles
All the while
We laugh
We sing
We have a kind queen bee
That we see
Dancing
Singing
Sharing love
Omnipotent
Love everywhere
We stimulate
Freedom of caring
For every brother, every sister
Every mister
Everyone as we all dance
About the town squares
Everywhere
The sun shines all around
Our towns
The dark clouds have dissipated
Into bright lights of celebrating
The mighty mite of
What is right!
Celebrate the new
Celebrating freedom
Celebrating with Queen Bee
As we are now free
This spring season.
Written & produced by
Vicki Lawana Trusselli
copyright 2025
Trusselli Art
About the Creator
Vicki Lawana Trusselli
Welcome to My Portal
I am a storyteller. This is where memory meets mysticism, music, multi-media, video, paranormal, rebellion, art, and life.
I nursing, business, & journalism in college. I worked in the film & music industry in LA, CA.
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Comments (2)
Nicely done Vicki!!! I love how you are celebrating joy in this one. We will overcome the travesty that is happening right now and once again we will have joy. The song reminds me somewhat of Billie Eilish.
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