Hey everyone C_D_E_D_B_D_EYES here! i'm back!!!!!!! Hi to bronwyn especially :o) wow things have changed tremendously since I left this place some 4 years ago!!!!!!! Bronwyn I hope you don't mind but I did a people search looking for ya and the site sent me here......im not a stalker or nothin' lol just wanted to letcha know I was here... peace and love to everyone! hope to see ya round the poetry forums...........
All of a sudden a great trembling occurs! The ground shaking with a tremendous force and the floor starts to crack. Out bursts a light so great it shoots to the sky revieling a bright white light with mixtures of all the colors of the rainbow....A voice of every known voice!!! says....I am Love! I am the beginning and the end. I am love, I am the dawning! I am the light I am the way!.......
C_D... !! Wow, how nice, what a surpirise to see you after so many years gone!! I sure miss you.... and I'm so glad you found me :)...I remember you singing over the phone to me, my dear....your voice is still in my memory, the most soul-beauty voice I have ever heard!
Thank you so much for adding into the Play! You know you can do that whenever you want, I love it, love it. :)
Wow....we have voices of every kind filling the stage, and light of rainbow colors shooting around....
I will see what happens next now. Thank you for giving me a smile!
Music overwhelmed the stage like a Symphony of moving light alive and tickling the essence of young souls abroad the room. The puppets fell to the floor in comfort outside their fame. Like moths to a flame they cast their eyes to the azure vision of sprinkling tears from the eyes of the ONLY love!
A sound of shocked light pierced the ears of k'ne........ You are loved beyond measure, behave this love gifted to you, to others! .....:then the arms of great waters like-human cast love around k'ne and kissed her so sweetly upon her "undeserving" head....whispers to her: behold! Your one TRUE wand! Use it to love and never forget where you came from! :looks into the dear puppets eyes as tears of every color fall from k'ne's glazed eyes now living with love, life and inspiration: This great being called I Am taps her upon the head and says........you are blessed! Now, use your gifted wand to do my will or i'll "pank you on the puff fluffy!" understand!? :smiling: the great force billows toward puls.........
PULS was greatly shooken up by this great appearance of the manifested energy of I AM.
PULS: I am greatly shooken up and trembling! What has happened to our dear K'NE, is she alright?
PULS was looking out into the audience of the children to see what their response would be, but the children didn't know what to say.
K'NE: PULS, my Wand, my great Wand to do wonders with the world! I will not be needing the love of BEAUT anymore, I have so much work to do with this Wand.
BEAUT: Are you going to forget about me now?
K'NE: No, I just need to focus on other things now. Here, let me tap you on the head and call you blessed. I'm suppose to give exactly what I was freely given.
::TAP:: BEAUT fell to the ground feeling the rush of love and kisses all over her face. K'NE went over to PULS.
K'NE: There, may you feel exactly what BEAUT just now felt.
PULS fell down to the ground overwhelmed by the beauty of love and kisses all around his red face.
K'NE: Oh! This is so much fun! I wonder if I'll be allowed to travel all over the world and get this tapping done!? If I shall, there will be nothing that can stop me now. I will have lived the greatest life of all. I will die and not be remembered because love of thyself will consume everyone! We shall all be feeling so loved and so fulfilled! All we will all have left is shining, smiling faces! The world will have no more war. Everybody will be friends!
I feel my dream has finally come true and I've only just begun. I have only tapped two people out of billions and billions of more people to come. How will I get this all done?
PULS: Oh, don't think about the work to come, just go from one person to the next. Think of only the next person you see! Time is short, get going!!!!
And K'NE went running into the sunniest of sunny sunshines. She and her WAND and her magical belief that anybody she should tap over the head would instantly feel all the love in the world they needed. She was ecstatic!
K'NE: Yes, I am running! I am running into the sunniest of sunny sunshines! I have my wand! I am free at last to be all that I AM!
The curtains open politely and quietly. We see K'ne and a new girl-puppet named Miss Polly Anna III. K'ne is dressed in her beautiful CuA16(PO4)4(OH)8-4H2O turquoise dress all glistening with shine. Miss Polly Anna III is dressed in pure black, but dressed like a perfect queen. She has a black velvet robe around her with a collar that looks from the 1800's, like a Queen of England, but it's all in black. Even the buttons are made of black glass. The threads are made of black. There is not one part of her beautiful dress and robe that is not black. She has so many layers though that she is quite hunched over in them. What does it matter to her though? She is the Queen of black. The more the merrier, layer after layer, taking her at least an hour to put on her outfit, she does not care, the more layers the merrier -- she is the Queen of Black. Her hair is long and brown and she lets that wave around the stage as if her hair were her wand. She wears no makeup or lipstick, just like K'ne. That's about the only thing that is similar about them. K'ne likes to swoosh her twilight, moonlight, glistening, sunny blonde hair around, too, but she uses a wand for her final actions. Miss Polly Anna III uses her hair, and many a time the wip of her hair lands in her own face and eyes and mouth. Yes, indeed, it's a good thing she's not wearing lipstick. They each come stepping onto the stage from opposite directions of the backstage. They look at each other as if in shock.
K'NE: Oh my goodness! Who are you? Miss Polly Anna III: I don't know! Who are you?
K'NE: Me? I'm K'ne. Who are you?
Miss Polly Anna III: I told you, I don't know!
K'NE: Oh, I never heard that answer before.
K'ne started looking around the stage for someone else to talk to.
Miss Polly Anna III: Are you looking around the stage to find someone else to talk to?
Miss Polly Anna III: Why?
K'NE: Because you look like an idiot and you sound like one, too. I hate wasting my precious time on idiots. I can spend half of my minutes more with someone who is treated as if insane than I can with someone like you.
Miss Polly Anna III: I'm sure we're just getting off to a wrong start.
K'NE: No. I can see right through you. You are a complete idiot.
K'ne started looking around for an insane person just to show Miss Polly Anna III that what she said to her was true. Sure enough, it was true, an insane person-puppet started to come right out on the stage. It was a boy. His name was Tris The Second. He was quite insane and was treated so as well. Everywhere he went in life he would get boo'd right off the stage. He had yet to ever have a chance of being noticed on a stage and treated well. But, with K'ne all gung-ho on proving to Miss Polly Anna III that her time was worthless with her even over an insane person, Tish II was now having his chance.
K'NE: Oh my great goodness of god glory! An insane person! What is your name, sir?
Tish II: My name is Tish Rigamarole the Second, thank you very much. I am a prophet sent by God to speak to people. I can tell them the dreams they have. I can tell if they hear from God or not. Now you, I can see that you hear from God just a tiny little bit, but that is very good, much better than not at all. Yessie, you do have a way of hearing from God. I also notice that you have a way of not being dumb. You're a bit sassy, and this is good, because the Mafia does not like people who are dumb and do nothing at all when they are told something rude. No, you're very uppity. They will like you.
K'NE: Tish, who is the Mafia? Have you met them? What do they look like?
Tish II: Well, they own about 85% of the American government. Yes, indeed, it is true. The Pope likes them, too. The Mafia gives most of their money to the Pope.
K'NE: How do you know this?
Tish II: Well, they ruined my family's life. They shot and killed my brother and they raped my sister. They raped her over and over again. I alone have survived.
K'NE: Where do you come from Tish?
Tish II: I come from Ireland. I never live there now.
He smiled with a nod. He held his body like a Catholic priest. He smelled of a beautiful oil that only the finest of Catholic priests would ever wear. K'ne enjoyed the smell of his oil. It put her in a trance of listening to Tish II no matter what came out of his mouth. It was so splendid for K'ne to hear someone talk and know so much about themselves, someone so assured of who they were and why they were living. Insanity was not a problem for her to face. It was ignorance that seemed to rack her soul with no patience whatsoever.
Miss Polly Anna III: It's funny that you don't want to talk to me just because I didn't want to tell you a thing about myself. Ha! LOL! In the end, you are the joke of all! You can't seem to get a grip on what I'm indirectly trying to say to you. LOL!
Miss Polly Anna III swooped her hair around and whipped herself into her own eyes. She was laughing so hard that tears were swelling in her eyes which made her hair turn sappy and wet. Oh, she was so glorious to see!
K'NE: Oh, I know what you're trying to say to me. I believe it is YOU who does not know what you are saying indirectly to YOURSELF. While you are busy laughing away with tears, it is really YOU who needs to get yourself in the mirror before your life disappears.
Miss Polly Anna III: Ha! But the mirror is already broken dear, many many years ago dear. I think you ought to know.
K'NE: Oh, I know. But get yourself there anyway. And when you read between the cracks, I hope you see the name Rip Van Winkle somewhere in there, because that is exactly what you've been playing for many years now. But, believe me, no more. No more will you be playing that game. I see right through you. And look at this man Triss II. What do you even see about him as you so wildly laugh away with your tears? You don't even take the time to listen to him and see the traumas that have been incurred upon him.
Miss Polly Anna III: I have no time for him as I have no more time for anybody but myself!
K'NE: Rip Van Winkle, Rip Van Winkle......there you are, over and over again. Get thee to the mirror!
K'ne pulled out her strong golden/silver wand loaded with power to move someone where they needed to go without even feeling of a scratch upon them. She waved it across and in front of Miss Polly Anna III's face until she seemed to have this swooping bend to her body moving ever so slowly to the back corner of the stage, and there stood a cracked mirror for Miss Polly Anna III to stare into. She could not move. She was in paralysis, staring into the cracks of the mirror. This was HER mirror, she knew it, but she didn't care. Her soul was very tired. She decided to just sleep with her eyes within the cracks.
Triss II: Now you see K'ne, when God talks to us, He does not talk to us from the cracks of any mirror. We are a perfect reflection of the Divine. When He takes us to a mirror, it is shining with perfect cleanliness. We are made perfect by the scars that Jesus has within His hands and side. We are made perfect by God. You should not have done this to Miss Polly Anna III. She will wake up and get back at you, this is what God is telling me right now. Be prepared, for she will get back at you for doing this.
K'NE: When? In another lifetime? Because she will never be removed from that mirror until she awakes from her idle soul! The cracks in the mirror represent her IDLENESS!
Triss II: Well, let me tell you, I am a prophet of God. I am not insane as some may think or say. They are just silly people who talk that way. Very silly people. I have come to give the messages of God to His people.
Whenever Triss said these words he would politely nod his head and then smile with perfect sweetness while he continued to hold his head slightly down in a nod. He would hold his head this way....holding it and holding it in this position until he felt your response, whether you believed him or not. If you said nothing at all, he would still hold his head down but then begin talking again. K'ne said nothing at all because the scent of Triss II's oil was consuming her into a trance over and over again. She noticed she had a hard time moving away from him when she smelled the scent of his oil.
Triss II: Now, if you will listen to what God is trying to tell you through me, you will see that what you are doing is silly. Only really silly people act this way. Most people are silly. The Pope is silly. The Mafia is silly. But God has better plans for you, I see this. God is telling this to me right now, you see? Right now as we are talking here on this beautiful day. So, really, it is not important that Miss Polly Anna III is looking into a cracked mirror. God should like to give her a perfect mirror that has no scatches within it so that she can see the shining of His glory within her eyes, you see? This is very important. This is not silly what I say. God is not silly. We are to be like God. I see that you get dreams. I see that you get dreams of your Daddy. Your Daddy is doing quite good. I see you had a dream that you were fishing with your Daddy when you were young. Yes, well, I can take you fishing, too. Do you want to do some fishing? I can take you fishing, if that's what you want.
Triss II held his face forward, but eyes always looking away while he talked, then he pursed his lips into a frank and courteous smile.
K'ne was trying to get loose from this trance she was in, so even though her body kept facing Triss II, her eyes kept moving over to see what Miss Polly Anna III was doing. Miss Polly Anna III was doing nothing. Her face was stuck into the broken mirror and she looked quite exhausted. K'ne began to feel sorry for her, but she was not sorry for what she herself had done. She knows tough love is better than love and roses. But, for K'ne, tough love cannot last long. It must be quick and short. Love and roses must come soon. Softness and kindness must come very soon. K'ne began to get agitated by Triss II. She began to get agitated about what to do next. Time was ticking, she felt it under her feet. They had to get moving, but what to do? What to do? K'ne began to listen to her instincts.
K'NE: If you will excuse me Triss II, I need to do something that requires listening to my instincts. I can't do that while listening to you, I'm sorry, but I must go.
Triss II: Oh, carry on then.
Triss II smiled with a nod.
K'ne began walking around the stage while periodically looking over at Miss Polly Anna III. She had no idea what to do with her. She needed inspiration. She needed to feel the direction of something greater than herself to know what to do next. She just paused, then she walked lightly over to Miss Polly Anna III to stare into her face.
K'NE: Hmm, this is getting pathetic. She's not moving. What good is staring into a broken mirror if it doesn't produce any action?
She said this outloud to herself, then proceeded to talk to Miss Polly Anna III while physically giving her some nudging.
K'NE: Now, come on Miss Polly Anna III, it's time to wake up. It's time to really open your eyes. It will be okay, trust me, you will be okay, just open your eyes.
K'ne had to brush her magic wand across Miss Polly Anna III's eyes without touching them. Immediately Miss Polly Anna III's eyes began to open as she gave out a little squeak from the discomfort of having her eyes so pushed against the broken mirror. She gained her composure and shook her head.
Miss Polly Anna III: Damn you! You just woke me up from the BEST SLEEP I ever had!
She took her long brown hair and whipped K'ne into her eyes. K'ne's eyes began to sting.
Triss II: Hm? I told you what would happen. I told you I was a prophet of God, now you will see K'ne what I told you.
K'ne did not listen to Triss II at all. She quickly put both of her hands to her eyes and covered them up.
Miss Polly Anna III: What is this broken mirror you had my face in? Perhaps it is really for YOU to have your face there! Why don't YOU get your face there!
Miss Polly Anna III whipped her long brown hair again, but this time into the back of K'ne's head; and surprisingly so, K'ne landed herself straight into the broken mirror.
K'NE: Okay, okay. Alright..... no problem. I will GLADLY have my face here. And I will tell you what I see. And I will tell you what I DO. I will tell you I will NOT sleep! I will show you what a person should do when their face is stuck into a broken mirror. I really will! I will tell you! I will show you WHAT you are suppose to do!
Miss Polly Anna III began to laugh radically as if K'ne was the biggest joke of all. Triss II just smiled with his pursed lips and kept his nose to the ground.
K'NE: Now, the first thing one DOES when their face is stuck into a broken mirror -- the FIRST THING one should DO! is THIS!
Take ONE PIECE of the broken glass and pull it OUT!
She did so.
Now, take that ONE PIECE that you've just now pulled OUT, and stare at it in the light. Hold it up to the sky, then stare at it from afar. Really, really stare at it.
She did so.
Now, you will see, from staring at it from afar, AND from the light in the sky, that it will speak to you clearly and plainly. It will tell you EXACTLY what has gone wrong and how to repair it.
Now, this piece of mirrored-glass is not mine. This belongs to Miss Polly Anna III.
Now, let's see what I will see!
As K'ne began to say those words, she began to tip-toe pleasantly and lightly all around the stage in a circle while holding the piece of mirrored-glass into the sky arms length. She even began to give a little skip into each of her steps, then stop, tip-toe, then skip again. She was quite delighted to have this moment upon the stage.
She looked out into the crowd to see if they were paying attention. She wanted to make sure no other moment on this earth was more important than what would happen next, even though she herself had NO IDEA what was going to happen next, and that was the whole point. All of what she was about to do would come strickly from inspiration that was completely beyond even herself. This is why she was excited. This is why she tip-toed and skipped. The moment was for inspiration to do all the talking through her. She was very aware of this deep down inside of herself.
So now, after making several laps around the stage, she began to lift and turn the piece of mirrored-glass out into the view of the crowd.... and then out over into the view of Miss Polly Anna III....and then out over into the view of Triss II.
This piece of mirrored-glass was getting all of the attention! It was getting more attention than anybody else or anything else in the whole world. It was getting so much attention that it was beginning to feel as if it would implode upon itself from all of this attention.
In fact, the more and more attention the little piece of broken mirrored-glass received, the more it DID begin to combust and implode right within K'ne's hand!
It began to combust and turn into SHINING DUST.....and began to fall upon the floor.
K'ne stopped in her tracks. She looked down motionless and stared at the dust. Everybody seemed to stare with silence.
K'ne looked out around her, at everybody -- the crowd, Triss II, and Miss Polly Anna III.
K'NE: Now, not ONE of you begin to laugh. If I so much as hear ONE laugh, I will come at you with my wand!
Nobody laughed, and everybody held still. This made K'ne do the only thing most required to do at that time, and that was to go get the rest of the broken mirror that was lying on the floor a few steps away. She picked it up gently, almost sacredly, into her cupped hands. She stared at it for awhile before speaking.
K'NE: Now, little glass, little glass, mirror that you are. Broken apart but still hanging, together, still you are. I lift you up, I take you around, all around this stage today,...to see if what had happened to your piece will now happen to you all the way.
K'ne climbed into the sky with this broken mirror and lifted it out for all to see. She stood in place but slowly went around in a circle while standing in place. And sure enough, with all the gazes of all the eyes from Miss Polly Anna III to Triss II and all the crowd, again the mirror (all of it this time) began to implode upon itself and turn into fine shining dust....and fell to the ground, right through K'ne's fingers.
The stage was quiet, really really quiet, the most quiet it had ever been. In fact, when was the last time you ever saw a stage with characters being totally and completely silent for more than a few seconds? And so, we will do something very different today, something never done before at all. We will have two minutes of complete silence on this stage. Two entire, complete minutes of silence.