babylon I am watching you/ras babi babiker

Take me to Sudan to help in free it my land from albashir gang Toots & The Maytals - Take Me Home, Country Roads

2011-02-24T20:25:00.000-08:00

Safia Ishag's Rape اغتصاب صفية اسحاق

2011-02-23T19:43:00.000-08:00

Safia Ishag's Rape اغتصاب صفية اسحاق

2011-02-23T19:24:00.000-08:00

بسبب ارتداء البنطلون الشرطة السودانية تجلد فتاة 50 جلدةGeneral Omar Hassan albashir used to hit his mother...

2010-12-13T20:16:00.000-08:00

The act of the a group of policemen remind me of the security in Sudan

2009-03-14T18:32:00.000-07:00

They put me in the middle of they
one of them kicked me in my chest
they pushed me
shouted on me
i did not know
if I were in Spain or in Sudan
human rights they do not know
they did not hear of
noone tought them
what did they want?
they wanted my camera
I could not believe
they were scared of me showing the world
tell the world
how my black brothers suffer
what a big shame
I and I say.

a play by ras babi/ General Omar Ahmed Hassan Al-Bashir play(13)

2008-05-18T19:55:00.000-07:00

the one scene play:

performers:
a conquest of the past- a leader
his men
Nubians(women, men, children)
Omar al-Bashir
his men
Nile
ras babi(myself)
a black cat

a leader:
...Sudan...
let us call it Sud...land, land of the Sud.....
a voice was heard, demanding and offering new reality; the crowded people shouted:

crowd:how much we will receive....?

leader:
depend on your work (he cleared his throat) aha..., if you want to enter the competition, ...bring in front of my eyes..., at least 50 ears of the Nubian, it is up to everyone of you..., small ears, women ears or men ears..., for me they are the same...., for each Nubian I pay 2 stones of gold..., work hard and you will see; how kind and generous is your leader....

(heavy and scary drumming..., screams and crying...)

voices of women: what we have done?
what we have done, you are slaughtering our men and children?
what we have done?

( heavy rain, a storm is blowing and the waves of the Nile clash and shout)

Nile: give them to me...., free them let them go..., I will take them....., women come to me...., throw yourselves in the water..., I will protect you from their cruelty and rap...., come come closer..., I will make it easier....

(...horses...., we hear them, and we hear the laughter of men, one of them say)

one of the crowd: (smiling) the Nubian..., the Sud..., how sweet their women can be..., it is a shame we kill them...

an other: the gold my friend is sweeter...

one of the crowd: slim, tall, lovely smell, the smell of these women is in my clothes and my skin..., I smell it all around the place..., these women they are not like our women....

an other: you have just said it..., they are not like the ones we have..., that makes our Job easier..., do not try to melt my heart..., I came here to be rich, and I suppose the same reason brought all of us.., look at them..., they are running towards the water as if..., the river will protect them from our sharp swords

one of the crowd: ... do you see what my eyes are seeing? ....those crazy women are throwing themselves into the river!!!

an other: oh shit!!! how may ears we have lost?

one of the crowd: (sadly) many.

(long crying)

a big TV in an empty room, all what we hear loud military marshes....., tana na na na na, tana na na na nana nan, it goes on and on, suddenly he appears with a smile on his face, he say:

general al-Bashir:
salam alaykum ya Jamaa...
have you seen Mr. al-Mahadi... (he laughs)...?
your man..., the responsible primer minister was in a party..., when my men got in...,(he looks at his men, they laugh...) the MR. ran..., he dressed up as a Sudanese women and tried to escape..., he thought my men will leave a woman just go like that..., whatever..., it is not important... what is important is that; we decided to intervene and save this country from their hands, God send us...

(ras babi enters the room)

ras babi:
blessings and greetings...
the man you have just seen and hear is a criminal..., is a mass killer..., he is responsible for the death of a lot of people in my home land..., he is the ruler of Sudan since 1989..., ...since then till now..., just think of it..., do you think your leaders do care? I do not think they do..., do you think the UN cares? No, they do not...., not even the USA..., do you know why?
it is the damned oil, our black blood, China has taken the place of the USA and the West, China sells us weapon and this man offers to her our blood instead,....
Darfur...., we all heard enough of it...
what is going on in Darfur?
it is in the Western part of the country.....
it is not in the Southern...
they are Muslims as the general and his men and myself...
why the general is removing the Darfurians from their ancient place..., and emptying the place from the living being? it is the hardest question...., I will give you , your chance to say what you think...,and why can not we the Sudanese get ride of such a devil being? these questions are to the audience..., to you......?
(ras babi sits, a black cat runs out...)

A new play by ras babi/ Babylon is a virgin

2008-05-18T19:51:00.000-07:00

scene (1)
laughter....
a long laughter...
cold wind blowing..., and we are there as usual..
[from among us, the master of the mal..., ...the bad surge; asking:]

Lucifer:
is it a new joke?
what do you mean by that?
I do not believvvvvvvvvvvvvvvve you!!!
(he walks around us, very nervous)
from us a shout exploded:

someone:
she is a virgin master!!!

Lucifer:
who are you?
who told you?
can I see your face?
can you tell it to me, face to face?
you crazy one out there?
blame it to the devil, what a crazy idea!!!
you made me loco human beings?
this is not your Marry....
she is Babylon, the one you fear and adore, she is your mother all..., you make me laugh..., do you think you are his sons?
No kids..., you are our sons, Babylon and myself...

a voice:
she does masturbate...

Lucifer:
mas..., what?
mass murder she said...
with who?
you have no sexual education..., son..., you need private lessons...
all what is not real..., is mine, I claim it...

an other one:
you are not our father?

Lucifer:
then...
you are bastards, my dears...
control, conspiracies, manipulation,revolutions and leaders....
you are really funny....
you can not live in peace..., something is wrong with you kids, you play too much...
your real problem..., you believe in...
you are confused..., and I have nothing to do with it...
do not forget I am not your leader...
you do not accept my as a father...
you do not know your story guys...

an other one:
you are behind our miseries...

Lucifer:
yes I am..., son.

a voice:
she does not need you...

Lucifer;
coward...
ugly...
and arrogant
nonsense...
you are a bastard...
I am losing my valuable time with a punch of idiots....
take care kids and behave yourselves..., bye....

[he vanished, as if he was in our collective mind, and we carried on doing our things, some of us did good things and others misbehaved..., and when we needed to dream; we looked for our worm beds in the dark]

Lucifer in Darfur/a play by ras babi

2008-05-18T19:47:00.000-07:00

Lucifer standing in front of a map

He says:
This is Africa, I love everything in it, I do not have to move my ass, the last 500 years I had along rest, some of my kids are doing the job instead of me, they have done it and they will carry for more time, I just love every thing in it, Africa is my biggest love kids...
(He dances around him, some people appear from nowhere, and they join in, kicking their feet and clapping their hands in harmony)
Suddenly,
(She appears, when they see her, they fall to their knees, they say :)

People: Babylon, we love you, you care for us and protect us from the bad ones
Lucifer {holding his tail around his fingers}: your kids love you mama, be generous to them

Babylon :{ she runs towards him, she kisses him in his front} light of my life, Lucii.., how much I love you.

Lucifer: stand up kids, who is al-Bashir among you
(One of them raises his finger up and says :)

Al-Bashir: yes masters, it is him standing in front of your bright light

Babylon: this man is wired, I do not like the way he talks

Lucifer: No, my darling, the general is a suitable man for our mission in Sudan

Al-Bashir: I can change, teach me the tactics, I am a fast learner.

Lucifer: shut the fuck up general, this is not your Sudan.

Babylon: oh holy shit, the nigger scared me.

Lucifer: general, do you speak Chinese?

Babylon: thank you my darling, those guys are idiots, they do not understand

Al-Bashir: No, sir. I do not speak their language

Babylon: then, what you are waiting for, take private lesson fast learner, and we will see

Lucifer: it is a good idea my queen, the general needs to speak Chinese

Babylon: then after that the general will learn Darfurian, for the sake of the rebels we will give life to their dead language
Lucifer :{ to the others} you see how much she cares, she loves you guys, buy more weapons and do the job correctly,

Babylon: general, I was joking, I really admire your skills, you are a brave man.., we need more generals like you in this crazy planet

Lucifer: you are blessed kids, leave for now I need some privacy with my sweet heart
More of that
To my sweet heart
Let the fire and tears bring to me
Some of my pride
Because of them
Because of them

Babylon: he is getting sad {she hugs him, says to him something in his ear}

Lucifer: go

They leave
It is dark; Babylon and Lucifer are having fun with their tongues.

a play by ras babi/ Obama and Babylon

2008-05-18T19:42:00.000-07:00

history..., not her-story or his-story, is the best, an ancient one sitting on top of the moon light shadow mountain, dressed in; black, red, green, and golden colours, when you look at the face you see a mirror; your reflection is there instead of it, words come out of the mouth, with melodies in between them:

Ancient:

...time will tell..., who wants to know, and the ones who cover their ears with cotton...

ladies and gens; something is wrong with your speeches..., four years is a short period of time, check out your tongue, before they discover you are wrong....

(she represents our collective ego..., hundred percent she is on stage right now, responding to Ancient words....)

Babylon:

oh wicked one.., leave Jah children in peace..., you just stay there on corner and write what ever comes into your mind..., manipulator, one day I will discover all about it..., you will see..., how I will burns your shit..., he never answers me back..., ignorant..., oh holy father..., I forgot my important call...

(she moves around the place..,sniffing the air, from her back pocket;she takes her mirror, she talks again:)

Babylon:

Obama...,..stop, I do not believe any of your words, silly child; the people..., the people.., you have got it wrong, I am the only one, if you do not get my blesses, you are no one at all..., ...I have a good Idea, you know how to talk to them, why do not you go and live with them, I mean...,..to be actually there among them, your lovely ones..., oh dear..., stop it now and give it a try next time, you are still young..., I know he is hearing me half-half, we will see, maybe, I join in the game later, I have no idea what is going on my mind right now..., he looks fun...

we hear someone says:

someone:

it is time for change..., give change a chance.

a short story/Fatwa in the kingdom of green flies/1989/

2008-05-18T19:38:00.000-07:00

...Kemet...
....Nubia...
....Kush...
....the vampires are in Khartoum...
one day; two big green flies met, one said to the other;
fly1:
we do need a new Fatwa to make the people drink their tea, after...
fly2:
you are wicked, I like it...
fly1:
the tea?
fly2:
having shower in their cup of tea
fly1:
that is the only way to make them have their tea....
(suddenly, two men come closer to where, the two flies were chatting, they hide, keep quiet, and listening...)
one man:
I believe his words man, I see it on his face, he is a man of God...
an other man:
he said it is Halal...
one man:
China will help us...
an other man:
how do you know?
one man:
(my mother told me, she heard; al-Bashir talking to al-Turabi...)
the two flies start to sing;
fly1+fly2:
we are green
we are green
drink us
in your cup of tea
come on
babe
feel free
we are green
that is the new way
(the two men smile and leave the place, the two flies follow them)

a play/Shammasa/children of the sun

2008-05-18T19:26:00.000-07:00

...a voice in the dark
mother
mother
I have to say it
the time said
say it
do not be afraid
mother
mother
where are you?
we need you
they need you
queen
I have to tell them
somehow I will tell them
mother
niggers will sell niggers to niggers
for some stones
this time has come
the blacks of the system
must be brave
the slaves must unite
to write their history
.............
scene(1)
1 and 2 meet; they greet...
one: Hi...
two:Hi...
one:same land
two:I think so
one:ancient land
two:I believe so
one: my name is Ham
two: my name is Sam
(they hug)
one: you won
two: why?
one: ask me how...
two: how?
( an old woman appears, she calls on they;)
an old woman: kids...
kids..
come and sit
I have things to share with you...
one: kids
two: kids
one: is she talking to us?
two: she is pointing at us
an old woman: yes, you....
I am talking to you, Ha Ha..., do you understand?
(both)
one and two: yes, we do, old lady
an old woman: then come and sit, near to me hear under this Baobab tree
one and two: Baobab three!!! what is that?
(darkness, the three of them stay still, then; a voice starts to sing:)
a voice: every time...
every time
they are lying to you
I hear them here
I hear them there
up and down
all over you

it is you
I am talking to you
check your system
it is all
up to you
if you have done it
do it again
it is a gain
your system
is an important part with you
every time
every time
(then; light comes in the place, seconds of silence fall over, an then; we see three shadows sitting in form of a triangle, she is talking, and they listen)
an old woman: Shammasa...
Shammasa
the river has a liver
eventhough
they still say
knights
people say
Shammasa are soul rebels
they do not fight flesh fight
they fight
the vampires and the beasts
by spreading peace
Shammasa children of light
hate to fight
I am your daughter
your sons and daughters
I was born in this time
they call it time of conspiracies and plots...
in Khartoum the new city on the side of the ancient river
I have seen worried and crying Isis crying
one and two: then; you are Khamet
an old woman: maybe; I am Kemet..., wait kids; and listen, to my things...
[darkness again, their three shadows became part of it, and her voice too stopped, then different voices:]
A: niggers for sale, I have thousands of them, I brought to the market some of them, I am a nigger, who is looking for a nigger to sell him niggers for stones...
B: I need two of them, they must be handsome, and better strong
A: have a look here, you find what you deserve, two beautiful slaves for a nigger like you...
B: did you just called me a nigger?
A: I mean strong and handsome as my goods, sir..., it is a compliment....
B: I know what you mean, anyway; how much you want for the two of them...
A: the two of them have names..., the tall and dark is Ham, the brown one his name is Sam, you can by them for the price you want, with one condition; they must keep their names
B: that is a good deal, nigger...
A: I know nigger, how much you want to pay for both?
B: I give you 19 stones
A: done; give me the stones and take your new slaves, they will teach you, music, magic and how mystic is the earth...
B: open your hands..., three white stones, seven black stones, two red ones, and seven green...
A: good man
B: good man
(they go, then light comes)

the story did not finish, yet...?

Play No(12) R3 by Ras babi

2007-08-26T20:13:00.000-07:00

Ladies and Gentlemen welcome again, this is Radio Reggae Rasta, for free every thing here is for free, music, songs and dance, all for free....
Music and dancers covers the place, and then our story starts like this:
The Rastaman is chanting:

They say...
when the three of them meet
something great will happen
I will say
they want to kill the peace...
I am not trying to scare you
I just want to draw your attention
now listen to me
listen carefully to what I am trying to tell you
do not take me like a teacher
or a prophet
one of you
I am...
like all of you
the revolution is not going to happen
only if....
it is not going to happen...
because
we misunderstand the meaning of it
a group of you follows Rambo
and Rambo promises you...
fitness for your bodies
and he is the one who sells you his rubbish....
food...
(Rambo laughs and his crowd does the same thing, The Rasta continue: )
The Radical is a hypocrite...
he asks his people to fight the system
and he himself can not survive without it
(The Radical makes a noise, and his people does the same, The Rastaman carries on:)
both...
both of them are dangerous
both...
both of them work together...

( the crowd became nervous, some of them throw papers at him, he says:)

did I just said it...
keep an eye on them....

( The Peace keepers clean the air around, and one man from the crowd shouts:)

one man:
you talk to much...
you talk too much
we are here to work together
we believe in the prophecy...

Rastman:
what prophecy, you believe in my dear friend?

one man:
end of the world...
The Messiah...
the coming of the Superman
we respect you man...
why do you have to criticize our leaders?

The Rasta:
No my friend this world is not ending, a new page is just opened
be a soul rebel
forget about saving the others or fighting the system
fight the ugly side in your soul
your greed
be peaceful...
(a shoot is heard, music stops, silence and crying)

Play No (11) For the Fringe2007- Wake up/ a play by Ras Babi

2007-08-26T20:09:00.000-07:00

Radio: [to be repeated as audience enter]

In dreaming...
in your dream
you can have what you want
every thing is possible....
[strong drumming and smoke, radio stops]

Crowd: [shouting and moving their hands up and down]
[All] Hallelujah
[All] Hallelujah

[1] Hera
[2] hora
[3] Aura
[4] hols
[5] mullah

[All] Media is around

[Chant]
here
here
blah
blah
blah [Quieting down as clown enters...]

[Clown enters the place riding his feet, when the crowd sees him, they keep calm, he moves around the place, sniffing it, then, suddenly he says. Crowd position behind clown and freeze-frame]

Clown:
[Crowd gesture together]
seekers
sect
scat
sec ta

[Crowd freeze-frame]
what is your story ugly ones?
what kind of conspiracy is going on here?

[Crowd individual gestures]
aha
yum
bum
cum

[Crowd freeze-frame]
tell me, what is going on?
I know you do not know..., till I teach you...

Crowd: [Reanimated, whilst gathering around the clown]

[Chanting...]
[1] teach us
[2] educate us
[3] tell us who is our new master?
[4] can we buy our freedom?
[5] how much does it cost?

Clown:
peace talk
[Crowd quieten down to listen to Clown]
make peace
[Crowd start touching each other, lovingly]
why do you fukkk?
[Crowd stop, startled, and listen again]

if you want to fart....
use condoms...
[Crowd amused, but attentive... note-taking, embarrassed, etc.]

do as your Mamie tells you
and this place will smell excellent, excellencies!!!

[Crowd confused, looking about...]

do not you understand?
if you do not...
ask for help
we are here to help you...
we love smooth stuff
now...
I forgot
any volunteer
ask me again,you will find your answers...
[Crowd looking at Clown attentively...]

Crowd:
[Pushing one forward, who says] who is our new master?
[Clown stares at him/her]
[All – repeatedly – directed to Clown and Audience] who bought us?

Clown:
sorry!!! [Crowd disperse and quieten down]
I did not mean U.G.L.Y. [Directed at one crowd member]
I wanted to ask...
are you angry? [To another]

Crowd: [Chanting, turning around to freeze]
blah
blah
blah

Clown: [To Audience, with radio music in background. Repeated.]
freedom of speech...
...it is your right
enjoy it...
you have no chains
you can leave if you want...

[Turning to look at Crowd]
stupid ones...,bye...
take care...
they never let me finish...
free information
for free...
newspapers for free
latest news...
the death of Babylon
who bought the forest cafe?
end of peace talk in Darfur...

Radio: [As Clown manipulates the Crowd]
sleep...
sleep...
your feet are cold
come closer...

[Crowd reanimating, slowly – as Clown cuts their strings]
let me heat you up
dream with me
dream for me
and sing

All: [Chanting whilst Radio continues. All move towards each other to hold hands in a circle]
my sweet dream
my sweat dream

Radio: in my dream
[All turn to face out, still turning in a circle, but stopping as each Crowd member speaks]
Crowd: [1] we built a new free space for art
Radio: for free
Crowd: [2] we fathered the forest Drama
Radio: for free
Crowd: [3] we cleaned the dishes

Radio: for free

dream with me
never let go
beautiful
what a dream

All: [Individually, slowly – continuing as a whisper while radio speaks] I must wake my self

Radio:
up
up
dreamers
that's it.
Hasta manana

All: [getting louder, to a shout, then stop - Boom] I must wake my self.
[Lights out, the radio farts, laughs, he leaves the Forest Cafe]

Ras Babi plays (10) A play for Friday.... Standing in front of the mirror

2007-07-06T15:33:00.000-07:00

Friday, September 15, 2006

I want the power, the goddess of the inspiration to come, I want to write anything, to full the day with whatever I do not care.....

Do you want music?

They should talk to her she will solve their....

Who are they and who is she?

yes, I want music, music is always good....

I can give you a song...

make them two...

and what else will happen on Friday?

I have seen somebody crossing...

let us go and have a look...

No, you stay here I will go and have a look....

[he leaves the place for a short time, he returns]

who was there? Did you see anyone?

No, I think I have seen her...

we return back to the same story...

yes, you were asking me about Friday, this coming Friday will be a special day, we will chant on Babylon again, some good performance, poetry, a roundtable and...

a roundtable..., that is a good idea...

I think so...

and what will you offer on the table?

programming...

that is a heavy stuff rusty...

it was not my idea..., I know someone who think....

.......think he is programmed and he says he can ....

in fact, he says all of us and very few know about it....

is it something to do with a sect?

No, nothing like that...

crazy man...

I do not think so...

so, what do you think?

you know my opinion....

you mean, genies...., he is a ....

not a genie..., you lost your mind....

he is a messenger, he can be one of them, the messenger of the dawn....

do you know him?

I think so...

yes, you know him...

so you will have a crazy roundtable, instead of a serious one...

what is serious..., the war..., the political situation, the pollution, make up your own version man...

the mystery of art...

yes, sir...

something like.... A kiss of chocolate

like the impossible dream...

you mean the queen? You can not stop thinking of her...

No man, I can not stop thinking of her...

good, good for you....

so, we return back to the power of art...

and the enjoyment of ecstasy..., is that is the song, your song for the night...

I think so...., I am late ..., I better start moving...., not now...., I will shave later...

[he turns the light off, he leaves the bathroom]

The mirror: Babylon I am watching you....
end

Ras Babi plays (9) A very short play- freedom of speech for sale

2007-07-06T15:27:00.000-07:00

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Who want to buy?

It is a cell…

One day I will dare….

I will sit in front of you, hold your hands, kiss them and tell you….

Can you tell me now?

I can not, you will not understand…

Try me

I prefer to wait

Wait for what?

I do not know…

Sit down, please sit down; I want you to sit here in front of me

I am ok here…

Sit down, do not be rude to your self, do what you feel…

I feel something and I want something different

What do you want?

I want…., I want to…

To... what...?

To…

Sit down!!!

My tongue…, something is wrong with my tongue…

Your tongue is fine…

I used to be different before the…, my tongue is…, my tongue again

{She stands, she walks to where he is standing, she stands in front of him, she says :}

Hug me; I want you to hug me…

{he spreads his arms towards her trying to hug her, he steps back, he says to her very sadly:}

The prison…, the prison, I am a free man…, I do not know why they brought me here…

Come closer I want you to hold my hands

{He moves to the left then to the right as if the ground is holding his feet, he says :}

I can not, I am scared…

{She throws her body into his, he cries…, he cries very loud, and a prison guard turns the light on and says :}

Shut up, shut up your fucking mouth or I will get in and smash it …..

[Light turned off]

Ras Babi plays (8) Darfur-Darfor judgment day

2007-07-06T14:53:00.000-07:00

Saturday, January 28, 2006

He carries the prison inside his heart. Sleepless nights conquer his bed, he is full of dreams, but his dreams are horrible, his life is dominated by one matter which build his present and future life. A real matter that took place during his childhood and became the main dream of every night.
once he was a child of five years old, it was summer time the sun at that time was very close to the people, you could touch it if you want, one day the family heard someone at the door
The Grandmother asked her sons and her daughters and their children to keep quite,

she mourned to herself: is a police man!!! Holly God be with...
A police man: open the door, I heard you I have an order
The Grandmother: (from behind the door) God protect, you have an order, an order for what!!!
A police man: open the door old woman.

[the Grandmother opened the door]

The whole family is thrown to the street without mercy, with all what life gave, his mother, her two children, her four brothers, her two sisters and the grandmother...

police man said: Do not forget, beside the court decision, this house is mine, what do you think? Do you think you can live in a house for free? If I were in your place, I will have some honour and go and look for an other place....
his words were directed to the adults and to the children, he wanted them to be fixed in their minds forever and he did succeed.
This was yesterday, today the whole place does not belong to the people anymore and they are forced to have some honour and look for an other home, the government is using The Janjaweed and the soldiers to expel everyone from their ancient land ...

he is talking to a friend for the first time, he says:

HE: my live looks different now, but still the prison is in my heart.
since I was a child I have this feeling, I was never thinking of leaving my home, I thought my life will end there...

A FRIEND: your story is very similar to mine.

HE: I know, that is why I'm talking to you, I think you understand what I'm saying.

A FRIEND: I do understand. Tomorrow is an important day, try to have a sleep.

HE: yes, I hope tomorrow will never come.

When tomorrow comes, we will stand in front of a judge, if we are lucky our judge will have a soul.............................

A JUDGE: Do you understand? Our authority is accusing you of lying, you understand what does that mean?
HE: yes, I do understand you, majesty.

A JUDGE: Can you tell me your name ?

HE: my name is ABURAMUSJOHNRAMSEES.

A JUDGE: long name, is that your real name?

HE: is the last name I use.

A JUDGE: you did not tell the authority your real story?

HE: my real story is worse than the one I told them.

A JUDGE: so you lied. It is easy to lie.

HE: I did not lied, I just mentioned what I remembered, I have memories I always carry them with me. My story happened in the past, it is not easy.

A judge: you have deportation.

HE: it is un believable.

A JUDGE: we will send you back home.

HE: I have no home, the land is different, they have no place for me, they never had, they want me lost, killed, away from them any way.

{ the judge stood up, he looks to the right and to the left then he says}:

A JUDGE: FUCK OFF!!! FUCK OFF!!! I quit this job................

[he leaves]

Ras Babi the plays (7)The Republic THIS WAR!!!

2007-07-06T14:45:00.000-07:00

Thursday, March 02, 2006

The Republic THIS WAR!!! No (1)

Death is Rebirth

Scene (1)

{The storyteller, telling}

The most powerful man in our world is not a Buddha, he is not the wise one, he is strong because of his force and from top to the bottom this is the new rule, we live in the Era of the Gangs again, so if you want to fall in love; fall in love with the moon and if you want to steal; steal a camel, if you understand you are the one we talk to.

War is stupid and we are stupid too, the time polluted our souls, our feelings are in the Spot

Two of the two hundreds and something nations of The United Nations became HE and SHE, a suspicious relation is flourishing between them.

He runs towards The Spot, to the top, he stops, he hears footsteps following him, he sings:

HE:

Oh dear one

When the fire......

She walks behind him with a glass of red wine, she is singing:

SHE:

Oh dear one

When the fire that burns the inside

Does not hurt

My lonely heart

Needs you

I close my eyes

Through the dark

Seeing

And even

Touch you

In a real way

Is possible

Knock on my door

Nothing is impossible

I found it much easier

To say to you

I do and do love

You

When he reaches The Spot, he turns the light on, he looks at her, he says:

HE:

You again, impossible,

It can not be you,

You are not allowed up here,

This place has its own rules,

You can not break them,

They will not let you in,

Specially you,

This place is for people like me,

I am here running away from you,

This place is a holy place

meaning while, she walks with a glass of wine and a cigarette, she smiles, she sits, she sips some of her wine, she lights a cigarette, and she watches her reflection on the mirror opposite her.
He walks slowly to the wall, he touches the wall then he says:

HE:

What do you want?

Silence.

She gives him a look that he understands, he walks towards her and she does the same thing, when they become very close to each other, he touches her, she hits him then she sits down, he sits down as well facing her back he says:

HE:

[Touching her]

I am your virgin lover, I do not want to fuck you, I just want to play with your hair to touch all your body to feel its heat, to romance your soul.

Silence.

He stretches his arm in position of injecting himself, he touches his veins, he says:

HE:
I am addicted to you,

You run in my blood,

You are the strongest drug I ever had,

And you whisper to me your name all of the time,

Come to me, come to my blood,

My body needs its doses.

While she is sitting in her same position, she undressed her top, she feels him injecting her in his blood, she stands up, and she walks while undressing herself completely, she returns back to her first position watching herself in the mirror, she sips an other glass of wine and she says:

SHE:

I do not know why I feel you inside me,

Like I am pregnant,

I feel a baby inside me.

She touches her breast, she moves her hand around her stomach, and she puts them between her legs.
He stands up; he touched his penis and say:

HE:

I am a man

A fully man

And this is

My weapon

{Light turns off}

Monday, April 03, 2006

The Republic THIS WAR!!!No (2)

I AM ROMANCING A STONE

Scene (2) the storyteller is telling:

{She is lying and He is on top of her, do you think The Hero will rape The Republic?}

SHE:

Oh!!! No!!!
Oh!!! No!!!

The people:

{Repeat}

Oh!!! No!!!

He:
VIVA THE REPUBLIC
VIVA THE REVOLUTION

Her painful scream, mixed with his hysterical crying

He:

{Shouting}
Freedom!!!

Freedom!!!

Again

For three times he pushes in his sharp flag in a deep place between her legs, then both they hug each other and them cry of pain

HE:

Polluted. I am to my soul, this is the only way I can express my feelings towards you, polluted this time, I love you with all what I can and can not, but you, my dear Republic, you are innocent, you do not mean what you say and what you do

SHE:

You are losing me

The people are losing

HE:

I am losing, the people are losing

SHE:

I am The Republic Do not you see

I am bleeding, are you blind?

HE:

Viva!!!

Viva the Republic

{She shouts of pain, he shouts and the people shout, they all shout :}

ALL:

Viva!!!Viva the Republic

{Light turns off}

Thursday, April 20, 2006

The Republic THIS WARNo (3)

(1)

We hear the voices; we do not see their faces

Son:

Father!!! Father!!!

Father:

Yes, my son.

Son:

I need your help.

Father:

What is wrong?

Son:

The people!!!

Father:

What is wrong with the people?

Son:

They do not want to obey me. They do not want the war.

Father:

What war?

Son:

What war?!!! Who are you, you are not my father?

Father:

Who are you? I can not help you if you do not identify yourself.

Son:

I am your son, your only son, father!!!

Father:

What war, son?

Son:

You know what I mean Daddy.

Father:

Oh yeah, I do understand you.

Son:

Oh yeah.

Father:

Let me tell you, use the heaviest thing you have.

Son:

The heaviest thing I have, I do not know what you mean.

Father:

Use me, silly one.

Son:

How?

Father:

Ask yourself.

[Light turned off]

(2)

She is sitting, he is standing

she:

I am pregnant and not a single man touched me.

He:

You know I love the earth you walk on, my heart will never change, I am convinced, and there is nothing that can change what I carry for you.

She:

Please do not.

He:

You are the dream of the people.

She:

Maybe, maybe I used to be what every one of you wants me to be.

He:

I will protect your virgin land.

She:

Do not you see I am naked, are you blind?

He:

I am not blind, I do believe in you.

[Light turned off]

(3)

we smell, we hear, we see, the war is every where and the people, the animals and the things are in a deadly dancing, the justice is absent, field of war, we hear explosions, screaming and shooting.

A group of people begging in vain, they shout, cry and say:

Please do not......

Please leave me....

Please do not shoot....

Please do it quickly....

An other group of people say:

Oh yeah...

Move move...

Do not move...

Wait...

Cry baby...

Ras Babi plays (6) after the sea we will see

2007-07-06T14:38:00.000-07:00

Scene (1)

A voice is trying to tell us:

The year is still 2050
Nothing change
Things got worse

…and
From the far depth his voice taking drastic decision:

Things will change, this will be the last, after this we suffer no more, no more pain, this flood is for a reason, the water will clean what must be cleaned, we will be balanced, our troubles will be solved, there will be no more wars, very soon the door will open and the guards will welcome us.

We lost the battle; the years of fighting and resistance have weakened our flesh and souls. Our women, our children and the ancient ones, we lost a lot of them, the land is burning with its contains, nothing is left for us, except the anger and a great desire for revenge, our God does not allow us to destroy, and we can not fight any more, The God is not going to come down here to solve our things, The God armed us with brains, we have no reason to stay here, soon the water will cover every thing, we have to move quickly, if the mountain does not want to come to us we still have the fire we can move to it. Throw yourselves in the water, the GOD will receive us the other side, if you reached before me, tell him, I will not be late...

A voice:

A long silence…
we can hear them but we can not see them

the first one:

May be he does not want to wake up again, may be he is dreaming.

The second one:

May be he is not here any more, we lost him.

The third:

May be somewhere, he left his body behind.

The fourth:

May be better, you wake him up, I can not, and you may succeed.

Scene (2)
a voice again:

For many hours, these sentences moved from one mouth to the other, the four of them do not know what to do; they are standing in front of the door, trying to get in.

His voice again:

Does the door need a key?
The soul of their friend is not any more like theirs; it refuses to enter the heaven and it can not go back to the hell, his soul is in a limbo place.

Sunshine:

We are confused, we do not know what to do, and we do not know if we are alive or dead.

Nabtio:

What do you mean? I do not understand, the language we speak is deferent to our, every thing is deferent here.

Sabto:

Let us talk to them; we can talk to the guards

Manrato:

You mean we can use the number and the machine to contact with them as they said.

[Sabto uses the phone]

Sabto:

Hello, do you hear me? We have a problem.

[Someone on the other side of the phone]

Someone:

Yes, I do. How can I help you, sir?

Sabto:

Yes, we need your help. My name is Sabto, we have a problem, and our friend does not want to answer us.

Someone:

What is wrong with him?

Sabto:

He locked himself in the room, we can not get in, and he does not answer our calling.

Someone:

Do not worry I will send someone to help you.

Sabto:

Are you God?

Someone:

[Laughing] oh dear, I'm not God Iam just an employee, do not worry, we will help you.

[Someone put the phone, Sabto carries on]

Sabto:

Hello!! Hello!! [Saying to the others:] he is not there anymore.

Sunshine:

We will wait. The help will come.

A voice
first came the wind then the rain, the doors of the skies widely open, the homes and what the entire human built melted to the ground, the animals and the trees swept away, so many things changed shapes, the place became a lake.
And the people, what happened to them?
The first wind took half of them, half of the other half flowed the flood, some ran to no where, the rest of them held to each others..........

[He stood up and shouted]

his voice:

To the sea, to the sea
the God is calling on us, throw yourselves in the water, The God will save you.
He ran towards the sea, the rest followed him to the water.
[When you lose your mind, you free your soul]

Scene (3)
a voice again:

His dream when he was among the others was to live a love story; he said to himself: [my story will be different from the others stories, my story will be simple, without complications, except from the ones that love brings]

She is an ordinary girl, her life is easy, sometimes is boring, she live in a big flat not very far from the big city, somehow she works as a social worker and she has a big office. Her job brought to her boring life the lives of The Others [the ones who live in the shadow of the big city]. Phone calls, she makes hundred of them every day; homeless, drug users, jobseekers, depressed and many others enjoy hearing her special voice, which fall on them like a heavy and smooth drug, sometimes they come to see her and other many other times she goes looking for them, they see in her their lost hopes, and feel the kindness we all seek as living beings. She can not change their living or heal their wounds, but the energy she has can make them forget for a short time their miserable lives; she can makes them laugh.

A police man who was meditating near the sea, saw from a distant 4 or 5 naked bodied, he phoned for help immediately, in less than 7 minutes the help arrived, 6 police cars broke the silence of the place and three birds left their food and flew away, when the approximately dead bodies heard the wacky and wack of the police cars; they started to move, they stood up, they shook hands and they kissed each others, when the police man saw this, he ran towards the coming help, the police cars stopped opposite to him, they talk to him and together they walk towards the moving bodies.

They are standing face to face; they look at each other, then

one police man:

Do you speak what I speak?

THE OTHERS:

Yes we do, sir.

Another police man:

Thanks to the heavens.

THE OTHERS:

THE HEAVEN!!!

Finally we arrived, he is right.

Then:

Manrato:

My name is Manrato, who are you?

One police man:

MAN...What? How are we?
Who are you guys? aaaawhere did you come from?

Sabto:

my name is Sabto, we came from the sea. This one is Sunshine and this one is Nabto [pointing at his two other friends]

one police man:

our pleasure!!! And?

Sunshine:

[very sweetly] we want you to take us to God.

[They all look at her at the same time, some laughed others looked upset then the main one said:]

The head:

listen to me, I am the head of this group, I do not know if you are speaking seriously. First we thought you were dead then we discovered you speak our language; there is something weird here, which I do not understand. I am very sure you need help, you must come with us and you need something to cover your bodies [he tells one of his team: go to the car and bring what they can use]

Manrato:

Are you God?

The head:

No, No, my sun I am not God I am A human being like you, you have to come with us, you need help.

Nabto:

we do not need help we have to meet with him, he is waiting for us.

The head:

As you want, come with us and you will see him.

[They smile, they use what the police man gave them to cover their naked bodies and they follow the head to the waiting cars.]

Scene (4)

Manrato:

IF you are God, we would like to talk to you in private.
Manrato said to One social worker, who gave all her attention, she looked confused, unsure of the mental state of the young man who was just brought to her office, she sat closer to him, she says:

One Social worker:

Oh, dear one, I am not God, you need to see a doctor, I will send you to a good doctor who is a friend of my Dad, he will help you.

Manrato:

No, NO, none of us need a doctor, we are in good health, we are just tired, the journey was not easy, we are very tired, what we need is to see Him and then rest.

One Social worker:

as you want, come with me.

[Manrato follows and the others behind him one after the other.]

Scene (5)

INTERVIEW

a voice:

She is sitting in a comfortable seat, a big table separating her from the chair where Sabto was sitting.

The Social worker:

What is your real name?

Sabto:

my name is Sabto, we asked the guard to bring us to God, first they did not understand us, but wait a minute, you are not him, you have hair like women and you smell like them, they lied to us, please help us beautiful creature.

The Social worker:

your name is Sabto, please listen to me, we all want to help you, we can not help you if we can not communicate, you have to help yourself first, we have to know where did you come from and what you need.

Sabto:

Our home land is call Africa, we all came from there?

The Social worker:

Do you know the name of your country?

Sabto:

We call it Africa; I do not know any other name.

The Social worker:

And how did you arrive here? Who helped you?

Sabto:

I do not understand this game, you know everything and you still ask us, do not you know our story? You know everything, do not you remember?

The Social worker:

Remember!! Remember what?

Sabto: One of you told us to throw our bodies in the water, we did so and now all of you pretend as nothing happened at all, you know me very well, me I do not know you, but you, you know me, you know all of us and you know our stories better than we do.

The Social worker:

relax.

Sabto:

I am relaxed.

The Social worker:

Do you want a glass of water?

Sabto:

if you do not mind I would like to have ten glasses of your holy water.

[light turned of while we hear Sabto drinking a lot of water]

scene(3) Babylon and Lucifer

through the lines she said to him:

Babylon: oh dear you have to see it yourself, the birds are weak they can not make it themselves, they do not understand the exile, their home land changed a lot and they did change also, they sing love songs in a different land, even their wailing is strange, oh dear I think you have to help them you have to save these lost souls, they are yours, go for them and come back you will have me.

He said to her through the lines:

Lucifer: oh piece from heaven, they had no option, the last and the lost Africans are lost for ever, after them Africa will never be the same, they have to open way to progress to the train, from the sea to the desert, from there to the jungle and finally there we are again in the ocean water, piece of heaven when I remember it, do you remember how good I shake ? Babylon right now I feel it, yes I do, I am shaking.

Babylon: stop it, stop it, wicked one, you are driving me crazy, hold the air in front of me, move your neck, and close your eyes, let them sleep now .

[she is sleeping, he is sleeping, we are sleeping and the light is turned off]

scene (4) The story of the village

Since she was born, the life in the village changed, first and last child, first she lost her mother then the father after that, she grow up among the people of the village, the homes became her home and the people her family. Same time, same place three others children passed through the same; Sabto, Nabto and Manrato had the same destiny as Sunshine.

The wise man told the villager: dig your graves and get ready, the beast is around at any time, our sweet and peaceful Africa is running through our fingers, we are loosing our future, Africa is dying, the cancer has found his final station between us, we are dying too, all of us will vanish very soon, very soon there will be no track for us in this lovely earth, let us give thanks for been part of this wonderful and magical creation.

[The villagers give thanks]

The wise man carries on: Except!!! The last and the lost African, they will carry all of us with them where ever they go and when they meet him they will demand what we want all, we want our home land back, we want it back, Africa, Africa and Africa, the same piece of land.

[Light turned off]

With the sea as a view, Babylon said to Lucifer:

Babylon:

The first time I saw you

I knew you have something special for me

I knew, you suit me

I will be very happy with you

Every thing in you is natural

Your smile, oh my God from it

Your smile is simple

When you walk, when you talk

Very powerful

And when you turn or stand or sit

You just push me to give thanks

Oh dear when I see you

I do not feel comfort

I feel loneliness

When your eyes meet mine

When they do travel deep

Into mines

Strange things happen to my heart

It jumps from one side into the other

Whispering to me:

Babylon an other one can take the place

Of your dearest father

Lucifer free me, free me

From this dark cave

Let us, me and you go

To where our hearts shall rest

My heart wants me to stay

As long as the sea does exist.

Lucifer:

If I break

If I break the wall

Will we be happy?

Babylon:

My lonely heart is beside your big heart

It is with you; promise me, I promise you

We will never leave the land

We will melt in it, with it

We will be the salt.

Lucifer:

The emptiness

And the sea are listening

Shall I leave them?

I am getting hot

Babylon:

Ignore them

Flood and rain

Give me

I want to enjoy the pain

Lucifer:

Oh dear one

When my thunder comes

I want to know where you going to run?

Babylon:

I knew you have something good

Hug me

Kiss me

Destroy me

{Thunder and rain, light turned off}

Ras Babi plays (5) Concrete jungle

2007-07-06T14:31:00.000-07:00

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

WHILE:

Music is taking control, all of them are dancing in one harmony
Bob Marley the Rasta man sings:

Concrete jungle

No sun will shine in my day today

The hich yellow moon won't come out to play

I said darkness has covered my light

And the stage my day into night

Where is the love to be found

Won't someone tell me

Cause life must be somewhere to be found

Instead of concrete jungle

Where the living is harder

Concrete jungle Man you got to do your best

No chains around my feet

But I'm not free

I know I am bound here in captivity

yeh-I've never known the happiness

I've never known what sweet caress is

Still-I'll be always laughing like a clown

Won't somebody help me 'cause

I've got to pick myself from off the ground

In this ya concrete jungle

I said what do you got for me now

Concrete jungle ah won't you let me be now

Who is in The play?

The Echo
Mr. I and I and I
The Voices
The Soul
She
The boy
His Action man
Genia woman 1
Genia woman 2
Genie Leader
All

Scene (1)

I and I and I is trying to sleep

Voices: Me and my bubbles can fly far away into the blue sky
In the field of the jungle, the future jungle, effects are numinous; you can see your soul
IN the concrete jungle, things are unattractive, emotionless and our souls are at sea.

The Soul:
Better, give it up for the reason that things are misshapen and the generation as well. The wilderness is recouping the emerald, the progress needs more workforces, more jungles and oxygen, the evolution is combating with us in a disturbed dash, is in performance with us in far-reaching heavens.

Mr. I and I and I:
I desire to live the rest of my life as a human being and give up the ghost resembling so and I am aware I am not the only one who assert such a average craze.

Voices:
Please, allow me to be in this world with my bubbles, with them I pay a visit to cloudless skies.

The Soul:
Wake up, leave something for tomorrow, tomorrow will approach to set eyes on you all over again.

Voices:
Behind of the kitchen window I was standing, it was a hazy morning, the long way away, caring sun was thrashing somewhere at the back of the sky-scraping mountain, which protects thousands of wavering trees. The pioneer trees gave existence to the street that I see right now in front of my eyes, tidy and clean, there is no person or equipments, the people and the machines are having their imaginings.

The Soul:
I open the window to ask some fresh air to get into my lungs. Unpolluted air is what fulls me with aspiration and optimism in a concrete jungle packed of obliteration and soul pollute.

Mr.I and I and I:
The TV makes me feel sick with constant desire for vomiting. The images and sounds I follow and listen to will stop my heart one day if I carry on
A hand touches me from behind my shoulder. Who is behind me?

Voices:
When I left the bed to the kitchen I was expecting the meeting with someone or something, there is X trying to communicate with me or telling me something. I am not very sure. In my bed, I turned from one side to another, while the day was still young.

Mr.I and I and I
I am tired and I need to rest.

All:
Someone or something is haunting me. The heat on my feet is reaching the limit, my back is hurting and the eyes are burning. Is it my kidney or something new? The pain of the bones is very uncomfortable. Am I going to see who touched me? No, not now, curiosity killed the cat. I am not a cat, at least on this life I live now. Sometimes it is good to ignore and fight against the feeling, I will discover what is in front of me, not what is behind.

Voices:
I continued watching through the window and the mysterious rain, the mountain behind the queues of the long trees is disappearing, the cold wind is hitting the body.

Mr.I and I and I:
I am getting warm and quiet. Why dont I turn and stop all the fuss
Knock, knock!
I am knocking at the door to my soul; my soul will tell me what is going on, will tell me who is there.
Knock, knock, and knock!
My soul, it is me, your call! Please open your door.

Voices:
No answer.
Please tell me.

Mr.I and I and I:
Who is there, am I alive or dead? My soul, what is happening!

All:
Tell me, why my soul?
Why cant I sleep?

The Soul:
Lost, lost. Your soul is lost in the crowd. Find it. Do you know who are you?

All:
A grand mal conquered the whole body. I struggled against it and I am back.

Mr.I and I and I
No one is there. There is the valley of the wisdom. I better forget and keep on knocking at the door in front of my soul. This door is the only answer to my questions.

Knock, knock, and knock.

Voices:

My soul, it is me again, knocking at your door. Please, open the door.
want to hear your voice. I need your advice. Not once, twice and at once!

Mr.I and I and I
Now!
Show me the path, my chest is hurting me, my knocking is on my flesh and bones, I am using my both hands. Answer me please. If you do not want to talk

All:

Are you angry? I am going to accept whatever.

Answer me please.

Mr.I and I and I:

Hey! Listen, if you do not want to talk, motion! Send me a sign or anything from your design I accept whatever from you. Say something to me. Do not leave me like this.

Voices:
I need a rest, a three-minute break. I will have a break. Excuse me, my soul, for three minutes. I will not go far. I will be around.

Mr.I and I and I:

I will get some fresh air into my brain and I will return knocking at your door again.

scene(2)

Once upon a time, a boy had a world on his hands. He was grabbing on it
Suddenly
The boy stops. He looks around the place.
[Behind him His action man is doing the same thing he does]

he speaks:

The boy:
I will not give it up. I am the only one who has such a beautiful song. It is mine; I would never give it away, for a price.

Then, he sings:

Me and my arrow

it is me, it is you,
You and me, me and you,
You are for me, I am for you,
Believe in me, I believe in you,
You, you and me, and me
My arrow is true.

While he is, sing and dancing two ghosts were watching wondering.

Genia 2:

Who is he? Who is he? Does he look like yours? Does he?

Genia 1:

Shut your mouth up, shut it up! Do you know how many are there like them?

Genia 2:

Excuse me, pardon me, I am silly. I never had the pleasure. You tell me how many are there like him.

Genia 1:

Kasi masi from the nasi, billions are there Trunfasi. The human beings are billions.

Genia 2:

What about them? Please tell me all you know about them. They look cool.

Genia 1:

Yah, they look cool but they are dreamers.

Genia 2:

I want one, a soul being, the human are different.

Ghost 1:

Yes, they are different.

Ghost 2:

What about yours?

Ghost 1:

What about mine? We have to be with, you will find one too, one, who will suite you.

Meanwhile, the boy stopped his dancing. He sits on the ground, holding on his hand his burden.

{The two ghosts walk towards him.}

Genia 2:

Right time. Now go. Speak to him.

Genia 1:

Why donÂt you go? I have mine. I do not need two. Go you.

Genia 2:

Come on, I do not know them. You are already one of them.

Genia 1:

My kaki naki from the human traki. You lost your mind. Me like them. I am not proud to be like them.

Genia 2:

Kaki naki waki traki. Sorry, I made a mistake; I did not mean to insult or hurt you. Give me your heart, I will kiss it. Go; tell him I am his mother.

{The boy stood up, he looks worried, he kisses what is in his hands, and then he shouts:}

The boy:

Who is there? Show me your face.

Genia 1:

(from behind Ghost 2) your dear mother, she wants to talk to you.

The boy:

My mother! My mother is dead!

Genia 2:

Children of end of the age, your mother is alive. She is not dead. Sick, she is sick. She needs your help.

The boy:

She is not dead, she needs my help! Where is she now?

{He walks towards them; they move back, they hold on each other. Then}

Genia 1:

Do not! Do not come closer. She is very sick, stay there, she just needs your help, your support, dont you understand?

{The boy, after looking at them, he says:}

The boy:

None of you is my mother. Who are you?

{The two Genias jump and sing.}
Genia1+Genia 2:

We are what you fear.
We are the voices you hear,
We are, we are

The boy:

Go away. I am not afraid of you. I know you

Genia 1:

Tell us; tell us, what you know about us?

Genia 2:

We can help you.

The boy:

Go away. Leave me alone. I have no time for you. I do not need you.

{Genia 1 to Genia 2:}

Genia 1:

Leave him, let us go, he is young, his time has not come. I will tell you what they want.

Genia 2:

(impatient) Tell me what to do.

Genia 1:

(Whispering to Genia 2) Visit him on his bed. He is young and you will be his first one. Let us go, we leave him to grow.

{They hold each others hands, they leave.}

The boy:

I saw them, and I heard them, where have they disappeared, the two ghosts are not really, they came out of my thoughts. I created them, there is nobody, none is following me and the world is mine, it is with me, I can do what I want. I will protect it from the ghosts and the vampires.

{He kisses the world, holding it between his hands, He felt asleep, he is dreaming now}

Scene(3)

Voices:

The grown man had his three minutes break and he is back to the conditional world

Mr.I and I and I:
I am talking to my soul and searching for the far sun, I can see it now on top of the mountain sending us warmth and light.

The Soul:

From the far sun, the light hit me on the face; rivers of tears refresh my face from the heat and the light.

Mr.I and I and I:
I am sad, sad to the depths of my soul, I feel the amount of the pain that inhabited us and covered our live

Voices:
Where are we going?
With the pain and the destruction, we cannot go far!
What about tomorrow? Will it come?

Mr.I and I and I:
I am sad; my face to the ground, a knife is in the heart.
Oh my dear divine being! Why do I feel it? Why do I have to feel the pain? Why do I have to share it? Why do not me just

Voices:
Again, I feel something, a hand is touching me, this touch is different.

Mr.I and I and I:

I feel it straight to my heart, I am not able to move or to see the source, and I cannot speak

{He falls to the ground, she walks slowly to him, she touches him, then}

She:
I am humanity
I am the one, number 1
The real one
Tell the women, the men and the children.
Tell them I am de mother of all.

{He stands up, he runs behind her shadow, then}

Mr.I and I and I:

Humanity I love you
Humanity touch me
Humanity heal me

She:

I cannot handle this flood
Of my children blood
I am the mother, the mother of all
No one has the right to kill the other
You are all one tribe my tribe

Mr.I and I and I:

Humanity, can we stop the war, the hunger and the anger?
Humanity we believe in different things.

She:

All of you, you are my liver. Keep telling them. Do not give it up.

Mr.I and I and I:

Humanity, are you my soul?
Humanity, did you answer my call?
Humanity, can I see your face?
Humanity, touch me.

She:

Shushes
The boy is the grown man. He knows the answers.

{She leaves the place}

Mr.I and I and I:

Humanity, are you my soul?
Humanity, why do I feel so sad?
Humanity, am I bad?
Humanity, do not go.
Humanity, Humanity, Humanity
Humanity, Humanity, Humanity
Humanity where are you going?
Knock, knock, and knock
Where are you?
Humanity, where is my soul?

All:
There is no answer. Nobody is there to answer these silly questions. What will happen if I shout, if I draw what I see, what will happen if I translated what is inside me?Â

Mr.I and I and I:
Lost, lost, lost
My soul is lost
My melodies are solo
I am very tired to play alone
Knock, knock, and knock
Are you there, my soul?
Please, open your door

{He collapses on the floor.}

Scene (4)

All:
Once upon a time, the whole world was a beautiful forest. The green was the life. The people were alive, they were hundred per cent living beings, with all what the word means. There were no wars, no violence, and no badness. They lived in peace and harmony. They were supportive. They survived in good health and longer, with no diseases or disasters. After many years, our wooded area from green started to turn into sallow. Our full-grown fellow was a youthful chap.

Somewhere not very far, two voyagers were on their way home after a long outing. They were tired, hungry and thirsty. They collapse on the first shadow they saw, one of them felt asleep immediately, the other was on his way when he began to see things happening in front of him. He tried to move, to wake up his friend and to shout, but he could not. He rubbed his eyes, he sank his teeth into his body, but nothing, he is not dreaming and he is not dead, he is witnessing

Voices:
A lake came to existence followed by a stunning palace adjoining it. In seconds creatures with their things packed the whole place, a big celebration is going on with music, light and a lot of noise. From a window on top of the palace appears who looks like the leader for the crowded life forms. Their shouting and cheering rise up. He laughs and moves his hands. The beings became calm. The music stopped. Thousands of eyes looked towards the leader who is speaking.

The Leader:

This is a historical meeting. Listen to me, clear your ears and open your minds. A pact is on the way. This meeting is unusual, the time for it and the place are different, and we are right now on what the humans call their home and their planet. It is my first time to meet you here. I read your thoughts; I can tell what is going inside your brains. Some of you are saying, lets get rid of the humans and have the whole place for us. Nothing like this is going to happen. Just the opposite, things will get better between our race and their race. We do need each other, Last week was the longest week in my life. My cabinet and I received more than three hundred human beings. They represented their race; they spoke in the name of their families and lovely ones. They all repeated the same thing: they want to live in peace and harmony with us; they want the two races to be one big and strong race. Our nature and traditions are not the same like theirs. This contradiction will make the union possible, such differences will make of the two races one mighty race. We need them and they need us.
During my life, I have loved many of their females. I am like anyone of you, I can control my mind but the control of my heart is not on my hands. A lot of you communicate with they and you go further.
We want such contact, such relations, you want them to be recognized and normalized, you want to see the fruits of your plantation, you want to have children with the human beings and the humans want the very same thing. Myself, I will be very happy to see how our mixture will look alike.

{Some from the crowd shouts:}

All:

Impossible!
It is impossible, leader.

{The leader ignored them and continued:}

The leader:
My last wife is human, she is five month pregnant and what she carries is mine, I am going to have a half human baby and any one of you can do the same thing, can start to think of it right now, the scientists of the two races have been working very hard, finally they discovered the methods and the sources to make it happens, the page is turned over, we found solutions for the few difficulties. Such relations will have the power to realize what presents a common project!
From now on, the humans are our brothers and sisters, and very soon, the two races will be a strong and powerful race. The Geniehumos race! Make your life goes easy with theirs and respect the pactum.
Is enough for now, I will see with you very soon. Thank you for your attention, salutes

{The creatures waved good-bye to the leader, while his palace was disappearing from the sight. The rest followed, including the lake, the creatures and their things.}
(Voyager 1 is Mr. I and I and I, Voyager 2 is The boy)

Voyager 1:

(trying to wake up his friend) Wake up! Wake up!
They have gone, everything is gone, unbelievable a whole world was in my hands, just now, wake up! Are you dead?

{He hears a voice.}

Gennia 1:

Do you remember me?

Voyager 1:

Remember! Who are you?

Coming closer to her, investigating her, then he jumps back.

Voyager 1:

You are not a human being!

Gennia 1:

So what? You are not like me, you forgot or what? You do not remember.

Voyager 1:

The Gennia woman!

Gennia 1:

My human!

{They hugged each other. Then voyager 1 runs back. He says:}

Voyager 1:

Dont you change? All these years and you stay the same. Dont you get older?

{He tries to wake up his sleeping friend.}

Voyager 1 (to his friend):

Wake up! Are you dead?
Gennia1:

Leave him, I want you, Come with me, I have plans for both of us.

Voyager 1:

What happened between us was in the past. Things changed. I am not the same, I have grown up and what happened was from the rage.

Gennia 1:

I am still young and I do not mind to be with you. My youth will give you back yours. Do not worry. Come with me, I do not want to force you. I picked you.

Voyager 1:

(trying to get rid of her grab)

what are you saying? What are you doing? I want to go back home.

Genia 1:

Home is with me (she shouts on him).

Come! Come human! I want you to give me what I deserve.

{Voyager 1 offers his hands. She leads, he follows.}
{Voyager2 stays in the same place sleeping.}

The Gennia returns with another Gennia to where voyager 2 is sleeping.

Gennia 2:

Please, tell me! Are they like ours? Is yours good?

Gennia 1:

He is good. Very good, is good.

Gennia 2:

Did he change a lot?

Gennia 1:

The human never change, they stay all the time the same.

Gennia 2:

They have small brains.

Gennia 1:

Mine lost our good reminiscences

Gennia 2:

Did he?

Gennia 1:

What a race yes, he did. Silly, they are silly

Gennia 2:

Are they? Teach me, I want to know more.

Gennia 1:

We will teach them, they will be better, just carry on the plan like the others. Our leader knows the humans more than anyone of us knows them.

Gennia 2:

Half.

Gennia 1:

Yes, half. Half is all we need. We need their half to make it better.

Gennia 2:

Help me to find my humus.

Gennia 1:

Already I have one for you. Follow me.

{They leave.}

Scene (5)
All:

The Grown man decided he would never give it up although the signs prove the opposite. His voice is the witness of long past and recent future, somewhere under the skies as roof he kept talking

Voices:
I cannot sleep at night, the pain is deep. I cannot sleep and I cannot wake up. I am in a position between the two. I have to pay attention and listen: a voice is teaching me and telling among your shit and the shit of others find your diamond, the years pass, keep searching, donÂt give it up, do not forget the poverty and the injustice.

She:
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Knock!

These are seven knocks, what a strange thing, it is very early and I am not expecting any visitor at this time. What do you want at this time?
I feel warmth, I feel hot, my feelings are mixed up, from the depth, and an answer ruined the confusion.

Mr.I and I and I:
Every one of you has his own one, that inner voice which keeps talking.
Someone is knocking at my door right now. I will open the door.

{Click, tick! Door open.}

Mr.I and I and I:
Welcome, come in, there is a cup of teechoeady for you.
The Echo:
Thank you, you are so kind.

All:
He gets in, he takes his place beside the window, I go to make the tea, when the smoke rose up, the tea was already half cup, I drunk my cup of tea and his cup of tea

Voices:
I see the smoke and I hear his voice very clearly. I see his sentences in front of me through the smoke; I am in my kitchen having my tea and smoking. I am not hallucinating or dreaming, if I did not hear the tea snoring and felt the smoke swimming in my blood I will say I am watching TV.

The Echo:
We live in a very progressive world, very fast and very advanced, people make love through a computer screen and even we can download our minds. The emotions are created for the machines through chemical imbalance, we can touch while communicating.
The system and the stimulate sensations finally come together, across the net many things never existed before they exist now, more than that they interfere in making our karma.
Why so many people die of hunger and disease?
Why the war and the killing?
Some kill others, some inspire others to kill themselves or others, and some kill themselves for the sake of killing others. What a horrible thing! What confusion!
Without disasters, we cannot have our morning tea or coffee, we cannot go to bed without seeing or smelling human blood.

All:
If there is no war, there is no news. No news at all. Our planet is full of shit, full of wicked intentions and vampires
Who is the responsible?
Who is to be blamed?
Is God the one?

The Echo:
The hands and the wailings reached the skies, the tears are rain, the blood is flood, and there is no answer back. Is God to be blamed?

Voices:
There is no answer; it is just the echo of the victims screaming.
The planet is our chance, we have to solve our problems without miracles, their time has gone, and we need to find the solution, which is not far.

The Echo:
The hands that made the damage are human hands. God has nothing to do with it, we are responsible for the fame and for the climate change and we are responsible for the whole. Again, God has nothing to do with it, and the devil has nothing to do with it, Iblis has collected his long tail long time ago and left us, among us there are a lot who are more destructive and wicked than the prince himself, that is why he left us.

Voices:
Some of us believe they can give and take life. They believe they are in a higher level. They believe they are saints with their miracles. I do really believe them; they can bring the rain, the famine and the pain. They are magicians

Mr.I and I and I:
60 years ago, we suffered from Hiroshima. Just yesterday after the celebration, Japan suffered from an earth quack, what a scary story. Have you ever seen a fish with a dish? If you have, you will understand what is in the dish

Voices:
There is no doubt some can make the black white and they are capable to return it black!
Good and bad, God and Devil, rich and poor, black and white. That is the way things go, that is the way that things run, how we live and how we spend our days that is everything about the Movie, our hero has no option, he cannot look back, if he wants to become God he has to offer his sacrifice to the Temple. He has to reach the top of the mountain, where he will have his book of salvation. There is nothing more to be said about the Movie, we know all the words and images, we can guess the movements and the sounds, we do not need more heroes, their time has gone.

All:
Let us accept from now on our world without heroes or leaders it is the new era we live in and we will survive

The Soul:
Can we get rid of religions?
Can we get rid of fanaticism?
What is the pure truth?
Do we live in the ERA of Religions?
Does the confusion dominate the whole planet?
What about the non-believers, do they believe in the No Believe?

The Echo:
The fact is on top of a mountain and we scale to the top from different sides, the truth is one like the almighty sun, one truth and many ways lead to it, the bad inhabited our souls, there is no magic which can free ours souls from its nail, we have to work in a spiritual level.

All:
Let us accept a new view.
Let us change our lives, knowing it is not an easy process

Voices:
It is a far long way, we have to go through and finally will meet with the new change, and we will have back what we have loosened.

Mr. I and I and I
What does it want from me?
I know it since a long time ago, it follows me
I cannot mix it with other voices. It is a voice I know not a whispering voice.
The first time I heard it I was young man. It was the voice of my green man. At that time, I was lost in a desert, a prisoner to the horizon, with the whole world on his hands.

All:
Be careful! Be careful! You are not the only one
You are not the only one who occupies the place; a base is given to you throecho the eternal space.

The Echo:
Look, inside you, look around you look up, look down you, dont you see? Listen! Can you hear?
Show respect.
Look at that bird, look at that snake, do not spit in your mothers face, respect the human race, one of billions, look at that ant with a mountain on her back, you are one of billions.
Can you see? Can you hear?
You are not the only one.
Follow the sun.

She:
Sing your song to the far moon,
Find your shadow under the rain,
Write your name on the sand of the pain
If you did it before do it now
Buy your ticket, get in the train
You are not the only one
Share; do not follow the rat race
Full your eyes with the grace
Eat your dreams
See through the dark
Stand firm, be beautiful, see beautiful
And do beautiful things, you are beautiful
Be careful, you are not the only one
You are not the only one who keeps on
Who try to find the tenderness?

He sleeps

Ras Babi plays(4)The chorus girl in a museum 2006 by Ras Babi

2007-07-06T14:27:00.000-07:00

Saturday, July 29, 2006

Who is in the play?

The chorus girl- Musa

Any woman: is a woman

Allan:a lost case

A police woman

A police man

Scene (1)

[in the bed]

any woman voice:

When she first heard the knocking, The Chorus Girl said:
The Chorus Girl:

"It must be one of the girls"
any woman:

But she was wrong, she never thought of anyone else, or that something different would happen in her life...

And when He heard the knocking, he jumped from the bed and ran straight to the bathroom...
The Chorus Girl:

"I am going to open the door"

[She moves from the bed]
any woman:

The summer is knocking on the door...

The cold wind is taking it back to the winter...

The weather is no longer as it used to be, the four seasons are mixed up, and it could snow during July while the people are having fun by the sea side....

The summer and the hot sun bring new chances, changes and movements into our miserable life...
Allan:

(He is telling us, from behind the bathroom door)

This war must stop because...

It carries with it our auto-destruct virus...

Most of the ordinary people lost their hope...

They have been waiting for so long, expecting...

Tomorrow will bring a peaceful future, in many places around the globe the negative energy took over...

The war left behind complete destruction; everyone lost a dear one...

And drunk from the glass of the conquerors, till the wine reached the bones ...

if not because of news and some of the birds that escaped from the fields of death...

The west will never know what is happening on the other side of the wall...
[Then, we hear the strong knocking again]
Allan:

(From behind the bathroom door)

are you expecting someone?

I do not expect a soul...

Do not open the door...

[We see smoke filling the place, we hear music, then shouting and screaming, the light goes off]

Scene (2)

[ in a museum]

any woman:

A museum, somehow the place is unique. A free space for art, for every one to show their art, to express themselves in a positive way, is a place where the positive energy can find the right place for it to travel with good vibe.
Allan is one of those, who felt in love with the place the first time he stepped in
He gave it all his love and energy
He believes in the magic that fills it.

He is there every day having his usual cup of tea
one day while he was traveling through the papers, a lady stepped, she walks straight to where he was sitting, he stands up, smelling the place around him, when she becomes very close he asks her;

Allan:

what is that.?

I know that smell
I am a wake!!!
I am not dreaming!!!
Musa:

dream on, it is art that you dream on...
Allan:

I know you
You are the goddess of inspiration
[He collapses on the chair, she sits opposite him, and she touches him on his face and say]

Musa:
Wake up, dream on, open your eyes, see and say something

[He opens his eyes, he takes the paper from the table, and he reads through it, he stays calm for seconds then he says]

Allan:

The people in my home land die like the contaminated chickens...

You see...

I know these people...

These are my parents...
The chorus Girl:

Oh my dear I feel..

I am really sorry...
Allan:

(Covering his face with his hands)

I want to cry...

I want the tears to come out of my dry eyes...

My eyes are like a great desert And my heart is useless, it does not...
The Girl:

[Offering her hand]

my name is Musa, what is yours?
Allan:

What would be of me if I had not met you tonight?
I have been waiting for so long, sometimes I smell you around
I know .

You make sense of my existence, and you give my life meaning...
Musa:

Very beautiful...
Allan:

you are my piece of peace

My name is Allan...
I feel but I can not..

I want to cry...

Can a man cry...?

Do tears test the same?
Musa:

tears have different taste...

you are already crying.

You do not have to feel shame....

Men can cry...

Come closer hold on to me And we will cry together...

I have a lot of tears kept deep inside my heart...

You do not Know how much I...
{They hold on to each other, they cry, they cry for themselves, they cry for us and the light turns off}

Scene (3)

[ same place]
.... The people are waiting for the chorus girl
We hear any woman saying
any woman:
Call on Apollon Moussagets
The daughters of Zeus....

on each one of them
Oh Aoide!!!

Oh Melete!!!

Oh Mneme!!!

We call on you

to inspire the leaders
The very powerful ones....

The most influential beings....

STOP...

there is no wisdom in killing And damaging mother earth....

Come come

Then go...

Clio is witnessing the shame...

Thalia is crying out of pain...

Calliope is hiding from the rain....

Suddenly
Allan stands from among the crowd, he recites...

Allan:

Erato, love me like my mother earth

Melpomene, tons and tons of electrons ...

Polyhymnia, here we are...
Dancing out of passion

Terpsichore show me the path

Euterpe watch who is fast

Urania any idea ...

Any idea...

I really want this war to stop,
We are doing well, and we need more people to join in...

War affects us all, we know it is a great business for some, but, the majority do not want it, we have to.....,
Ok!!! I will leave you for some dance and music....
Thanks a lot....
[He sits down]
[In stead of singing the chorus girl is dancing
the music comes from under our feet, it carries with it the energy of the earth, when it takes place, we hear Peter Tosh singing, he calls on Christopher Columbus, the slaves masters and others to stand up and face the judge, The Chorus girl enters the stage with her mouth shut and her hands tied, she dances like a dying bird, when the painful dance comes to its end, the light turned off]

Scene (4)

[in front of the mirror]
Allan is a wake he is standing in front of a mirror....
Allan:
She is young
The years have no affect on her...
She is so beautiful, warm, fresh, and elegant
Such a wonderful creature
The mother earth gave no birth to any one like Musa
A unique symphony an opera
There is no mason or any artist
Who can ever dare or even try
To join the dots that protected her smooth body...
Among her sisters, the nine daughters of Zeus
She is the one, the only one
Who can inspire peace and love together
At the same time
How much I love her...
And loved the earth on which she walks....
[She is lying on her bed sleeping, he walks to her, he is sitting on a chair opposite to her, he holds her hand, she woke up, he kisses her on the front, and then he says]

Allan:

Sometimes....
We think we are free...
We forget...
How birds..

need to change trees
Seeking safety...

water of the blue sea ..

help me

I need safety...
my dance is for you
(sweet music(FLY LIKE AN EAGLE, UP UP TO THE SKY...) takes control,he dances around the room, she watches him, when he finishes his dancing, she says to him :)
Musa:

That night she was there watching you

(He sits, he asks :)
Allan:

What night?

And who was there!!!?

Musa:

The anti-war night, your wife was there listening

Allan:

My wife!!! The anti-war night

What war!!!?

Musa:

She told me; when she was younger and better-looking, her voice was sweeter and stronger... She said: you adored her

Allan:

It is intolerably hot and humid, a storm is brewing, that is what the news says, and this time they got it right, it is the hottest day, last July was different

I am sweating

There is my wife, who must be

And there is a war

(She moves from the bed, he walks to her, they hugged)

Musa:

She said: you did not recognize her

(She walks away from him)
Allan:

And where is she now, what is her name?

Do I have children?

{Strong knocking}
Allan:

Who is that?

Musa:

Maybe that is her

I gave her the address

She said they are looking for you

{Strong knocking}

Allan:

Who are they!!!?

Am I wanted!!!?

Am I a criminal of war!!!?

Musa:

Oh my dear, you are such a peaceful being

Even an ant can eat your food; I am going to open the door

Police woman:

Please open the door, we know you are inside

we can hear you

Musa:

I am going to open the door...

Allan:

Open it

It is really hot

Bitterness ...

Bitterness...

How can just a man

handle it...

{She opens the door, a police man and a police woman, come in}

A policeman:

(Very politely)

Sir, are you Allan ?

Allan:

Yes sir, my name is Allan...?

Police woman:

Do you know Rebecc?

Allan:

Rebecca!!!

Rebecca killed herself

That is how the story ended; I have read the book, when I was in the school

{Musa walks to him she holds his hands, she helps him to sit}

Allan:

We should invite the lady and the gentleman for water, please sit down, make yourself at home.

Musa:

I will bring the water, stay here; I will be back soon.

Allan:

(To the officers)

This woman

Heaven is under her feet

Like my mother

Mother earth

[The police lady approaches him saying ]

Police woman:

Mr Allan, I would like you to listen to us carefully
Police man:

Do you want to know why we are here?

Allan:

We are in a free country

You are officers; I guess it is something to do with

{Musa enters with two glasses of water, she says}

Musa:
Allan, dear are you alright?

[He takes the water from her he offers it to the officers, and then he says]

Allan:
Yes I want to know

The police woman:
Lets go back to Rebecca, your wife

The police man:
She is well and safe
What we know she was trying to find you, to tell you.

Police woman:

as you know there is no more war in your home land, the home office decided to send you back home...

Musa

(she holds his hands)
He has no home
His home is gone
[Allan stands up, he walks to the officers, he fells to his knees, he holds on the officers shoes, he says]

Allan:

please officers, I beg you do not send me back
This is my home
I have nowhere to go.

[Musa walks to him, she helps him to stand up, she says]

Musa:
Stands up my darling, I know the war is not over

The police man:

Sir you must come with us

Allan:

bitterness...
Bitterness...
I feel the pain
Running in my brain
Through it is self
I will cure my bitterness

myself...
There is only one way

for my bitterness
More bitterness
Not with sweetness.
oh bitterness...
[Then he says to the officers]

Allan:
Two minutes...

please just give me two minutes,I need to change my cloth and I will follow you

The police woman:
No problems we will wait for you

Allan:

thank you...

[He leaves the place]

Suddenly
They hear a gun shot

Musa:
He killed himself

He killed himself

The police man runs in side he comes back, he says

Police man:
It is true he shot himself

Musa:

where did he find the gun?
There is no gone in our house.

The officers :

( with one voice)
The man has gone, the guns are everywhere

Musa:

he has gone...

[Strong knocking]

A woman voice:

Please open the door, it is important...

A police man:

maybe that is her....

A police woman:

That could be any woman....

Any woman:

remember what Anton said....

the short story goes like this...

ONE day when she was younger and better-looking, and when her voice was stronger, Nikolay Petrovitch Kolpakov, her adorer, was sitting in the outer room in her summer villa. It was intolerably hot and stifling. Kolpakov, who had just dined and drunk a whole bottle of inferior port, felt ill-humored and out of sorts. Both were bored and waiting for the heat of the day to be over in order to go for a walk.
All at once there was a sudden ring at the door. Kolpakov, who was sitting with his coat off, in his slippers, jumped up and looked inquiringly at Pasha.
"It must be the postman or one of the girls," said the singer.
Kolpakov did not mind being found by the postman or Pasha's lady friends, but by way of precaution gathered up his clothes and went into the next room, while Pasha ran to open the door. To her great surprise in the doorway stood, not the postman and not a girl friend, but an unknown woman, young and beautiful, who was dressed like a lady, and from all outward signs was one.
The stranger was pale and was breathing heavily as though she had been running up......

That is that.

[Light turned off]

Ras Babi plays (3) soul mate - hot like coffee

2007-07-06T14:20:00.000-07:00

Friday, January 13, 2006

A play/ soul mate - hot like coffee

Scene1:
They love him so much, they love the way he talks, the way he comes and goes, the way he walks, they love the way he stands and the way he sits.
billions of words are written, sung and are read in his name and because of him.
Who is he ?
who are they ?
Are you one of them ?
Am I one of them ?

He is new in the nervous small city, yesterday he was somewhere else, tomorrow he doesn't know.
more people want to meet with him, they say he is good soul, he does miracles, he can heals the great fever, he is the best adviser. You will be lucky if you meet with him, he is like smoke, is invisible, but for some he is clear, he is our friend, let me introduce him;

in a small bar in our mentioned city a voice of a wonderful woman is clear

The woman: my goodness, have you seen that one who just got in.

A woman: Where ? Who ?

The woman: There...

A woman: don't point with your finger, I know what you mean, the one with the long hair

The woman: No, the one with a real tail not a fake one.

A woman: Not a fake, a real tail, you are joking.

The woman: Iam not joking with you, I REALLY MEAN IT A REAL LONG TAIL.

A woman: I do not believe you.

The woman: Go and have a look, he is talking to the waiter, ask for more drink.

A woman: I know what you mean, the one who is in black.

The woman:Right, you can touch it if you felt like.

A woman: you lost your mind.

[A woman leaves the table, she walks very shyly to the bar, when she is close to the waiter, the stranger is just left, she couldn't see the face, she saw his back, she put her hands in her mouth trying to stop the words coming out of it]

she shouts:

A woman: my goodness, she is right, he has a Tai...

The waiter: Are you alright. Can I help you ?

[A woman, doesn't know what to do or say. She couldn't finish the word]

[she went back to where she was sitting before]

The woman: Did you see it ?

A woman: I did not see his face. Who is he ? Is he human ?

The woman: you felt like touching it ?

A woman:Do you know him ? Is he human ? What about the others, they say nothing...

The woman: Relax, they will think you lost your mind.

A woman: I am relaxed, tell me, Who is he ?

The woman: you are lucky you saw him.

A woman: What do you mean ?

The woman: you were not dreaming...

A woman: What are you saying ? You mean I am the only one who saw him ?

The woman: Yes, my dear, just you and I saw him, let us go.

A woman: wait, I am coming.

[light turned off]

scene2:

after hours The friend and A friend enter the same place, they choose the same table, the waiter comes to them .

Waiter: Good evening, sir. Can I help you ? Food, drinks ? Here you have the menu, call me, when you ready.

The friend: Good evening. Can we have coffee a friend of mine told me you have the best coffee in the city.

A friend: make them two, two expreso with two glasses of water if you do not mind young man.

Waiter: {laughing} so, two of our best coffee for the gentlemen.

The friend: thank you.

A friend: thank you.

[The waiter leaves them]

A friend: so as I was saying: she hurt me, I saw her last night, she acted as we do not know eathother.

The friend: women are like that.

A friend: like what ?

The friend: they are heartless.

A friend: Am I stupid ? I do not understand you.

The friend:I mean they can change very quickly.

A friend: NO, No. She did not change, she was just acting. I do not think she is going out with another man.

The friend: Are you sure ?

A friend: Yes I am. I know her very well.

The friend: Oh yeah. I knew her before you.

A friend: So what ?

The friend: I want to say: the same thing happened to me before you. I thought she would never leave me.

A friend: I am in love, but I don't want to be a slave. She is not like the others.

The friend: I mean she has things the others don't have.

A friend: like what?

The friend: I mean, she is very hot!

{Waiter returns:}

Waiter: two hot coffees and two glasses of water sir...

A friend: very hot..?

Waiter: very hot, sir.

The friend: (addressing to the waiter): um...Do you know her? Were you not listening to us?

Waiter: Excuse me sir? I mean the coffee is very hot...I heard you asking me...

A friend: No problems, no problems at all..Thank you for your service young man.

The friend: I am sorry young man.

Waiter: It is OK, it is alright (he leaves from the table)

A friend: I didn't mean hot like coffee, she is special...Soul mate

The friend: I know what you mean, did you try to contact her?

A friend: tonight..tonight I will invite her to come and visit me.

The friend: will you?

A friend: I think I am addicted to her.

The friend: you have to cure yourself, this love is destructive

A friend: is that your conclusion?

The friend: I am very sure

{Waiter returns}:

Waiter: I am sorry

me again,

here

you can pay later

A friend: This young man is like James Bond, he appears from nowhere.

A friend: We should be leaving, it is late

The friend: let us go (takes out his wallet)

A friend: I will pay this time!

The friend: NO, it is my turn!

A friend: no, it is mine.

The waiter: (laughing) I don't mind..

The friend: mind what?

Waiter: (Politely): Sir, you are talking to yourself all the time.

{Light turned off}.

Ras Babi the plays (2) FATIMA AL- SAMMHA

2007-07-06T14:14:00.001-07:00

Thursday, August 25, 2005

FATIMA AL- SAMMHA
THE STORY AND THE PLAY

In a small village beside a river lived a girl. Her name was Fatima. She had no mother or father, her grandmother gave her the name Fatima the Sammha because of her mystical beauty. The men of her village lost their minds and the women hated the dawn that gave birth to her. Her smell needed no pass or permission, it was everywhere in the village. Everyone needed her. The beauty of her face healed the wounds except from her passion wounds. Fatima is growing and the worries of her grandmother with her.

In her sleep Fatima’s grandmother hears voices talking to her.

(Scene 1)
The grandmother in her house sleeping
Three ghosts moving around and talking to her

GHOST TWO: She must stay away from the eyes .
GHOST ONE: The eyes are blind and the heart is sad .
GHOST THREE: For the hunger there is food .

The grandmother wakes up worried.

GRANDMOTHER: I must hide her! Where is Fatima?

She leaves the place, the three ghosts disappear.

Since then Fatima was kept away from the eyes. But her fire still burns in the girls hearts.

(Scene 2)
Three girls, somewhere in the village.
They meet, they greet.

GIRL ONE: Hi, hello, how you doing?
GIRL TWO: Hi, how are you?
GIRL THREE: Fine, Fine. How are you?
GIRL TWO : Fine, except for my dreams.
GIRL ONE : Mine are the weirdest, what about your dreams?
Touching girl three and asking her friendly)
GIRL TWO: Do you dream? Do you have any visitor?
GIRL THREE: Visitors!!! The smell for us and the sandal wood for her.
GIRL ONE: She is the one to be blame, the men lost their minds …
GIRL TWO: I just can’t believe it, even my old father
GIRL THREE: And mine too.
GIRL ONE: How can we get ride of her …
GIRL TWO: Yes, yes, but How?
GIRL THREE: How?

Their how bring to existence their monster, the Guul. When they see him, they sit on the ground, hiding their faces with both hands. He jumps around them playing with his long tail, then he says:

THE GUUL: Look, look at me. You know me, don’t hide your faces.
GIRL ONE: My goodness, it is the Guul, he is real [looking at his face]
THE GUUL: I am real, not a dream. [Laughing]
GIRL TWO: I know him [Through her fingers]
GIRL THREE: Me too [with her hands still on her eyes]
THE GUUL: The three of you, you know me like many others. I am the one who mastermind your hidden desires, who knows your top secrets.

The three girls hold each others and whisper, then with one voice they say to him

THREE GIRLS: Yes, yes, we know you, keep our secret.

The Guul, laughing, jumping, looking very satisfied, says

THE GUUL: You want to get ride of her? I am ready, I am the only one who can help you.

The three girls with one voice say: How?

THE GUUL: I Take her away with me.
GIRL ONE: Take me with you instead [showing him her hair].
GIRL TWO: Look at my face [Touching her face].
GIRL THREE: Look at my body [dancing around him].
THE GUUL: Go away, I want her, I want Fatima and you will help me to get her. I want her and you don’t want her, perfect, just accept it.

The three girls talk to each other. Then

GIRL ONE : We will accept with one condition, don’t forget about us.

GIRL TWO: We will take you to her house.
GIRL THREE: You will come to us?
THE GUUL: We will see, show me the way to her house, go, I will follow you.

The girls walk to Fatima’s house, behind them the Guul

(Scene 3)
Fatima inside the house sleeping, while the three Ghosts talking:

GHOST THREE: lets take her away from them.
GHOST ONE: Fatima, stop their tears.
Fatima, give them some air.
GHOST TWO: Fatima I want you .
Fatima wake me up.

They hear knocking at the door, they run, they leave the place. The Grandmother answers the door

GRANDMOTHER: Who are you? What do you want?
GIRL ONE: We are Fatima’s friends we used to play with her.
GIRL TWO: We missed her.
GIRL THREE: We want to see her.
GRANDMOTHER: Leave her alone, I don’t want her to be seen.
GIRL ONE: Please granny, we just want to say hi.
GIRL TWO: Oh please granny.
GIRL THREE: We will just say hello and go.
GRANDMOTHER: Get in, it will be your first and last time I don’t want to see your faces again.

Grandmother sees the three girls but can’t see the Guul who entered the house behind them. He represents their hidden desires, when they step in the house the three girls and the grandmother vanished.
The Guul walks in the house, suddenly he smells her scent, he says:

THE GUUL: What a strange feeling… is that what they call hunger, thirst? I don’t want to be like them. Fatima, where are you?.

He looks for her around the house

Fatima woke up, she is sitting playing with her hair. The Guul comes close to her, he smells her neck, she jumps back, stands up, looks at him and asked:

FATIMA: Who are you beautiful creature?
GUUL: You don’t know me, we never met before, I am very very pleased to see your mystical face.
FATIMA: They started the pain. No rain can stop the pain.
THE GUUL: Fatima, where I come from is different, billions and billions of drops fall from the skies, they will take the pain.
FATIMA: The land needs a lover
THE GUUL : They don’t want you. You can’t force them to love the land. I want you Fatima, I really do.
FATIMA: And the river?
THE GUUL: We will cross the river, we will live the other side of the river. Leave them, they want the fire, they think the fire is the only thing, come with me Al-Sammha…
FATIMA: Take me with you, no fire can stop this pain.
THE GUUL: Fatima come.

The Guul and Fatima leave the house, they cross the river. The Guul takes Fatima to his castle. No one sees them.
The Grandmother lives in pain and waiting for the fate to knock on her door. The village and the women and the children lost the men, one by one they left the village, they went all directions and none of them come back or met her.

(Scene 4)
The grandmother in her sleep
One day while the grandmother was in her deep sleep the fate knocks on her door. A hero entered the village. He is very tired and needs a drop of water. He collapsed in front of her door, he felt asleep. He wakes up. He knocks at the door and says:

HERO: Anybody in? I need a drop of water.

The grandmother, who became very old and blind asks

GRANDMOTHER: Who are you?
What do you want?
HERO: Open the door, open the door, please.

She opened the door. She moved around him, trying to touch his arms, he walk close to her, stretching his strong body. She touches his muscles and says

GRANDMOTHER: I knew the fate will bring you, come in my son I will bring you some food.

She holds his arm, he follows her inside the house. The smell of Fatima inhabited the house for many years. It was here where she was brought up, and from here she left years ago, but her scent is still very strong and UN seen. The hero stands in the middle looking around himself and smelling, touching his stomach and his throat and with his eyes open says:

HERO: This smell… What a strange thing !!!
I am not hungry!!!
I am not thirsty!!!
I am not tired anymore…

GRANDMOTHER: Oh Fatima, we need you.

HERO: Fatima? Who is she? [talking to himself] So my dream was a vision… Yes, yes, I am sure.

GRANDMOTHER: Fatima is our salt, the salt of our soil. The devil one, the Guul, set the fire on our village, he took her away across the river, help me my son, bring her back to us and she will be yours.

HERO: I will be the king and she will be the queen. My vision will come true.

GRANDMOTHER: I knew you will come one day. I kept for you this three things to help you in your mission [she goes somewhere and takes something, comes back and says]

GRANDMOTHER: Take them, my son, they will help you to fight the Guul, you will know when to use them. [she gives him a small branch, a small bottle with water in it and a pair of scissors].

HERO: Mission completed, don’t worry, old woman. Stay safe, I will bring Fatima and we will make you happy again.

The grandmother hugged him, he walks to the door. She shouts on him:

GRANDMOTHER: One last thing, my son, the Guul sleeps with his eyes open. Do not forget that.

The hero leaves, laughing and the grandmother walks saying

GRANDMOTHER: Fatima, Fatima…

(Scene 5)
The hero walking

He crossed the river, he walks, sniffing around the new area, then he stopped and say to himself :

HERO : I can smell her, she must be, somewhere very close from here.

He follows his nose, then a light appeared far from him. He looked and says

HERO: The smell is hers and the light is coming from her face. She is there, I am going to get her.

The Hero walked near the spot . He looked inside very carefully and then he jumped back saying

HERO: What a beautiful face! What an ugly face!
The moon is taking away by the devil
I will save her. I am the king and she will be my queen.
I will save Fatima. I am the hero. The fate brought me.
I will save al-Sammha.

When he said al-Sammha the face of the Grandmother crossed in front of him and he heard her telling him take them, my son, they will help you to fight the Guul You will know when to use them.

He laughed hysterically.
He whispered to himself imitating the Grandmother

HERO: One last thing, my son, the Guul sleeps with his eyes open.

His mood changed. He is very quiet. He closed his eyes. He breathed deep. He moves slowly. He looks inside. He moves back. He sits in Buda position. He takes out the pair of scissors, the branch and the bottle, he puts them in front of him. Again he closes his eyes, and says

HERO: Our Guul sleeps with his eyes open. Right now he is lying on her long hair, my plan for the attack: I will cut her hair with the scissors, then we will run, then I will throw the branch, I will create a forest, then we will run and at last I will break the bottle, I will create a lake. Then, you know what?, our ugly and stupid Guul will try to dry the lake, actually he will try to drink it all and as a result he will explode.

He moves slowly, he looks inside, once and twice, then he says

HERO: The eyes of the Beast are open, right time, I will attack now .

He picked up the three things, he entered inside, he moves her body out .

Fatima resists him , she says

FATIMA: Who are you ? What are you doing ? You woke me …

The hero put his strong hand on her mouth.
and tragically he forced her to follow him.
he takes her back to the grandmother.

(Scene 6)
The Grandmother’s speech

Years and years passed and the grandmother tells the children the story of Fatima the Sammha, she says

GRANDMOTHER: Salvation!!!
The hero is our saviour
He is The genie rides on his horse.
He fought against the Guul
He killed the Guul.
The Hero is our light , he is light .
He is the one who brought Al-Sammha back, he gave me light in my eyes You must hear, see and speak. I believe in The Hero. He is our past, present and he is our shiny future. Speak out the truth. Our Hero shall never die. One after the other WE and our sons and daughters and their sons and daughters must follow his gift to us: his 12 sons from Fatima Al-Sammha.
I am not going to live long.
Soon I will be gone, I will see his face again, the face I desire… come to me, feed my inner desire.

[she sits on the ground, she closes her eyes, she took a breathe, she shakes and calls on her Hero].

GRANDMOTHER: Come, come, come. Come to me, hero of the land. Feed my hungry need. Wake up, I call on you, come, come, come.

Meanwhile, a hero, maybe another face, comes to existence in harmony with her calls, from nowhere he appears, walking very proudly. He leans towards her sleeping body. He moves his hands above her face, and he says:

HERO: Look at me.
See the face.

The grandmother open her eyes. She says:

GRANDMOTHER: My hero is with me. I can see. My eyes are free. I can see your face, see your light again.

He helps her to stand up. He holds her hand and says:

HERO: Mission completed. Come with me, old woman, the time has come.

She touches his strong muscles and says:

GRANDMOTHER: Twelve strong like you and many others from your back will make our race eternal.
We live for the people we love.
I knew my fate will bring you to us, take me with you I am very tired.

Holding her hands and laughing our hero says:

HERO: I am the salvation. I shall never die.

Hands in hands they both vanished.

(Scene 7)
Fatima meets her Guul again

Same place, different time. Fatima is lying. Around her the Guul walking and talking

THE GUUL: Fatima, call my name, Fatima wake me up! Al-Sammha call my name, I will take your pain. Fatima, when the men had arrived the village, the women were playing in the water and the children were laughing. They stopped and watched. Then their machines began to sing. The women danced and fall. The small children stayed cold. And the music continued to play, soul, jazz, blues and rock and roll.
Some of the men joined in, and turned on the light, the fire transformed every one into torches.
Fatima!!! Please wake me up I am their witness, the story has just began.

Fatima wakes up, she says

FATIMA: Oh beautiful creature, you just woke me up.
THE GUUL: Al-Sammha.
FATIMA: My Guul.
THE GUUL: Who deserves you?
FATIMA: Take me away with you.
THE GUUL: Same birds fly together, Fatima.

Hand in hand, they leave the war....

Ras babi plays (1)The mirror Vs. The screen

2007-07-06T14:06:00.001-07:00

Thursday, August 25, 2005
IAM IN MY
FOREST DREAM
Listen
Don’t lie
Who is Babylon?
Where is she now?
Warning:
Lying is dangerous
Very dangerous
Lying may reduce
Your blood flow
May causes impotence
This is a pen not a revolver
It is a word not a bullet
From me non-violence
To everyone
To you

THE MIRROR FACES THE SCREEN

When Babylon comes!!!
Babylon..., I call on you:
Come..., come mother of all destruction...

While Babylon lives in our collective ego, our souls are in the Mirror.
Babylon came to existence after The Boom.
7 hours before the disaster took place; Babylon collected the secret books of power and the magical ink from her father’s secret chamber.

Her father was the greatest Genie in his land, her mother died giving birth to her. With eyes full of tears the great Genie carried the Baby away from the dead mother.

When Babylon felt her weight for the first time she cried. A drop of tear from the crying eyes of her father felt in her open mouth. Babylon stopped crying, she spoke to her sad father.
She said to him:
- You are my father.
You just fed me from your tears.
Their salt is what I need.
The Father was so confused; he asked the priest what to do, if he can explain what is going on.

The priest said to the greatest Genie “Majesty, this new baby born will eat us all…”

Since then the Father knew his vision is true, he wants his baby to grow, he had to find a lot of tears to stop the tears of his lovely baby from falling.

A lot of tears from outside the Father’s Kingdom made the small baby very strong.

When the baby became ten years old, she needed more than tears. She wanted something red, she asked her father for some of his blood.

When she tasted his blood, she asked for more, more fresh blood, her father offered to her the blood of the people, she spitted back:

- I don’t want this blood, from their tears I know their blood has no taste, give me from the vines of my family, give me the blood of the VIPS.

From in and around her father’s Kingdom, no blood could stop her hunger; if she stays in her father’s Kingdom she will get Anaemia.

What does she want?

She wants eternity; she wants to be the eternal daughter of her father, for that she had a plan.
The three steps plan:

First step: moving the head corner of her father’s Kingdom.
Second step: having the power of her great father.
Third step: taking the last train.

That train brought Babylon from the far future to our present time.

No milk, no honey and there is no water could stop Babylon hunger.

She needs more than tears and blood, more than that, she discovered our dreams Leon, our parallel escape, after the tears and the rivers of blood, what does she want? I tell you what does she want. She wants your dreams, my dreams, and our dreams. In dream Leon she built her new palace:

Whatever we want
And whatever we want to be
Whatever we need,

Is hanging in her palace, her life became our daily life and her doing ours doings, her magic is above ours souls.

Scene 1

5 years ago, three stones became builders, they built their dream in a place between the wonderful moon and the magical sun; they say, our hearts are broken we do need art, real art to heal our polluted souls, working and working after working very hard in spiritual level, the building becomes the magical touch, the Alternative medicine and the Tent that protect us from Babylon: the climate change.

From the top of the mountain three stones rolled to the ground. They fall in a beautiful garden between the ego and the soul, in front of the destiny Mirror they fall.

The Mirror: Money, money, they dance with the money. Money makes you sell your brother, your sister, and your soul. The Alternative dream needs no money.

123: Do you think this is the right place for our Forest?
789: (looking at the sky)

Look at the sky!! Look at the moon!
Isn't it wonderful?

123: (looking at the sky, repeating what 789just said) look at the sky! Look at the moon, isn't it wonderful, but dear789, what your eyes are seeing is not the moon, is the magical sun…

789: Magical sun, no my dear friend stones two, what my eyes are seeing is the wonderful moon.

123: You say that is the moon and I say that is the sun, let’s find 456and ask him.

789+123: (Shouting together) 456where are you?
456appeared with something in his hand.

456: Look what I found!!
The right place, our place will be between the moon and the sun.

The three of them together
123456789: Let’s start building.
We are building the dream, our dream.

They put the head corner stone and they start building.

They move in a circle, they shake holding each other hands after moving three circles finally they stopped in form of a triangle ,they smile they greet and they leave the place.

Scene 2

From the screen Babylon enters the Forest, she has three Faces, one face watching and greeting the tops, second face touching the poor ones, and third face seeing everywhere…

With her mirror in her back pocket.

Babylon: Look! Oh my holy father, where am I?

The mirror: Look at me Babylon!! I come to see you, from the ancient time, listen to me! Babylon I am watching you!

Babylon doesn't listen, she moves, she dances her dance, with both hands she rubbed her face, from her back pocket she took her mirror, watching her face she says

Babylon: It is me, myself, look at me, I am still young as I know me my body is my soul, me and the time together as one.

She returned the mirror to her back pocket, she looks up, she walks towards the mirror, she stands in front of it, she touches the mirror with her left finger then

Trish she

She heard a sound, she jumps back, and she looks at her finger and says

Babylon: Where is my finger? My finger was with me, I can’t see my finger, and this is a crazy mirror. I must find my place.

Little by little, slowly, Babylon disappeared from the place.

While the mirror is shouting:

The Mirror: Babylon, your finger is with me, come to me, let’s talk.

Babylon left the place.

Babylon is in front of the demonstration; a group of people holding their banners and shouting Babylon stops the war Babylon, No nuclear war
Babylon: My people I love you all, listen to me
456: Babylon after The G8, tell us your new story
789: BABYLON why do you have to marry now?
Babylon: come I want to marry one of you, I want my new husband to be one of you, an artist, an anarchist or even a Rasta man, come
123: I am sick of Babylon, lets go to our place
ALL: lets go to our place

Scene 3

Babylon leaves the demonstration; she picked an Arab that was standing near by. The Arab and Babylon enter The Forest dancing to the sweeter bitter love melodies.
The mirror is speaking to us all.

The mirror: Your right is to know what is happening; I am going to tell you what is going on!

Babylon: What is your name?

Iraq: I am Iraq.

Babylon: Go back, your name is not Iraq; you have the right to know your real name.

Iraq: I don’t care what my name is; I feel the pain, Babylon.

Babylon: you know my name, what is your problem; do you need any help, money? Visas?

The Arab looks confused, he moves around the place, and then comes back.

Iraq: I carry a child of you.

Babylon moves back, she says

Babylon: of Holy father! Funny thing, I am sorry I don’t remember you, and believe me, I am the daughter of my father, if it was me, I didn't mean to hurt you.

Iraq: Listen to me, I don’t want to fight you, I just want to know my future.

Babylon: What do you want? You want me to adopt you? Or you want me to find a name? (Laughing) Why don’t you call the baby Babel!!

Iraq: Babel, is that my name or you are playing a game?

Babylon: This man lost his mind, listen to me you kind man, and do you know what is happening with you? If you don’t, I know a good doctor; do you know your story?

Iraq: My story!!!

Babylon: do you have your birth certificate, or you just escape with nothing.

Iraq: Escape from where?

Babylon: Oh poor one (singing) I have to run like a fugitive just to save the life I live. Good song. Are you a fugitive?

Iraq: I am not a fugitive, I am looking for peace. Can w live in peace?

Babylon: After Sad am, I don’t think so.

Iraq: Do you still love him?

Babylon: Who are you? What do you want? You have no respect for women, what do you want from a woman, a man like you?

Iraq: What is my real name?

Babylon: Babel, your real name is Babel son.

Iraq: Are you my mother?

Babylon: maybe your sister. Ask yourself. You know the answer.

Babylon disappeared from the place.

Iraq: What am I doing here? What a strange place! Why am I here?

The mirror: Why are you here? Open your eyes, wake up, what do you want?

Iraq: Stop the war! Stop the war! Stop the war!
I want to go back home, don’t tell me to take a train.

The mirror: Why do you dig?

Iraq: You are not Babylon! Who are you? She made me crazy.

(He runs, he leaves the place).

Scene4

After a long period of soul organizing she enters the place…

123: How much I love this place, it is a part of me, and I need this place.

She moves around the place, making love to it, hugging, kissing the woods, everything in it, in the place; she is in her forest dream.

The Mirror: Welcome back.

123: This place is my sweet dream, is my forest dream.

She notices the Mirror, she walks towards it.

The mirror: Touch me; I can’t help if you don’t touch, don’t just look at me!

123: Look at my face, my face. They say I am a beautiful woman, I want to change, I want to change my face, I want it to be powerful, dangerous, wonderful, what I see doesn't satisfy me. I am tired I need to rest.

The Mirror: I will help you. Rest your tired body.

She moves away from the Mirror. She sits on the ground, she holds something from the ground and throws it back and says:

123: I want to change, why don’t we all change, we just want to live comfort, we need warm, and I am to my soul sad, I feel I will die.

The mirror: Dig, dig, dig.

Suddenly 123 wakes up, she moves around her in a circle digging and saying

123: Dig, dig, dig, why do we dig? Why do we need to dig?

(When she says dig for the fifth time 456 enters, he walks to her nicely and says:

456: Dig, dig, dig, where have you been, we didn't see you for so long.

123: 456, how are you, I didn't see you for long.

456: Where have you been, you just vanished.

123: Vanished. Be honest, did you miss me?

456: Be honest!! Are you honest?

123: Trying to be, I am not an artist, you know I want to be. Learning, I am learning.

456: We need peace and harmony. This place needs us.

123: I believe your words.

456: Are you busy? (He walks, he sits in a chair).

123: Learning, I am learning, I want to be an artist; I don’t want to lie to myself.

456: Yourself.

123: Myself. Are you busy?

456: Busy, always busy, I have a lot of things to do. (He takes a loll from his pocket) Do you want one, a loll?

123: You know I won’t say no, do you have two?

456: Just one, one for you (he stands, he gives her the loll) sweet like art, powerful.

123: Art is sweet and strong (she starts eating the loll)

456: How does it feel?

123: I love the taste, it makes me happy.

456: (walks very close to her, he touches her lips), What about this? Don’t forget, everything is art, strong powerful, dangerous.

123: It is even sweeter.

456: As I said everything is art, art is… you know we can say what we want through art, we can stop wars.

123: Art is strong.

456: Powerful.

123: Selfish.

456: Seeing you is always good 123 . I have to go now. I have things to do.

123 (touching her lips): Seeing, good, go, things, you touched me.

456: I didn't touch your soul. Take care, 789 wants to see you, 123 bye (he leaves the place)
123: Where am I? I am in my place. Am I awake? I feel the touch

She walks to the Mirror.

She is sitting in front of the Mirror touching her lips; she is learning to be an artist.

123: Art is strong and powerful. I can see its touch; I want to be an artist.

She stands, she walks to where she was before, touching herself the same way, she tries to sing, to play music, she touches her lips, she sings…

123: I can see clearly now…

(789 enters the place, walking slowly)

789: Hi, how are you? 456 told me you are here. You all right?

123: 789, how are you?

He walks close to her.

789: You all right? Something wrong? Can I help?

123: Don’t worry, I will be fine, I am just shaking.

789: Shaking, do you have any exam left?

123: Yes, but… it is art that…

789: Art is strong, is very powerful, art is history, can right history

He walks, he looks around the books.

123: Can be history, you study history? (She walks towards him)

789 (stealing the look at her): Can be history, you study art. Am I right or wrong?

123: Ask yourself, what are you doing now?

789: Focusing, you said you study art and I study history it is art, the power of it no drama.

123: Good title for your new book.

789: what a big heart, big heart. Can we study together?

123: I am busy…not tonight

789: Not tonight, I will show you my heart if you accept

123: Your heart, do you have a big heart?

789: I will show you my heart now, come with me, (he offers his hand)

123: I will show you mine too(She offers her hand)

(They walk together; they sit in front of the mirror)

789 (holding her hand, moving it to his heart): Touch my heart, feel its beats, close your eyes, listen.

123: 789, I am touching your heart, listening, eyes closed, do you want to feel mine?

789: I do 123, take my hand.

(She holds his hand; she put it on her heart)

123: Art, listen to the art, my heart, listen to my heart, it is beating, your heart is beating, listen, come in.

789: I am listening, it’s beating, I can feel it from the in.

123: Careful with my heart. Breath.

789: I am breathing.

123: You see, they are beating together.

789: Yes, together.

123 stands holding his hand, dancing.

123: Dance, dance with me. I Want to dance with you in harmony, we can do a lot of positive things, we can stop the war, stop the hunger.

789 (dancing with her in harmony and singing): I feel good
I FEEL GOOD
Stop the war
Stop the hunger
You out there
you out there
stop the anger
(Then 789 gets tired. She is happy, dancing, flying)

789: Come down, calm down, it is getting late, we have to separate (he stops dancing)

123 (kicking him friendly): Dance to the music, free your soul, move, let the world grove, do you love this smell, smell my smell.

789: Another time, another time I will smell, I have to go now, I love you, see you, and am good.

He leaves, she runs behind him shouting.

123: 789, please, don’t go, I showed you my heart.

The Mirror: So what, he showed you his.

(She turns quickly to the mirror)

123: 456, 789, where are you? Who is there?

She is talking to the mirror now.

123: Tell me mirror, you look ancient, you know the future and the past, tell me what is happening with my soul.

She touches her faces, her lips; she is breathing deep, her eyes closed.

The mirror: You are dreaming, wake up, get up, stand up, stand up, and free your soul from Babylon.

123: Dig, dig, dig, why do we dig?

(Babylon enters from behind. She moves like a wolf)

The Mirror: Watch your back, Babylon is coming. You dug it before, dig it now, open your eyes, see with them what is in front of you, what is behind.

Babylon turns 123 towards her, with her hands she covered 123 faces and said

Babylon: Move your hand, open your eyes, see the beauty, your beauty, you are beautiful, see me, see your soul, you are mystical, unbelievable.

The Mirror: Open your eyes, see with them, you are responsible, the game is over.

123 take the hands of Babylon from her face.

Babylon (puffing on 123 face): Open your eyes, you are born.

123 opens her eyes, face to face with Babylon, Babylon embrace her and say

Babylon: Look at me, my face; I am you, your face.

123 jumping, escaping from Babylon and chanting

123: Chant on Babylon
Chant on Babylon
Chant on Babylon
Babylon fall
Babylon I chant on you
Babylon, go away from me
BAAABYLON FALL
The Mirror: Chant on Babylon, bring her to me.

Babylon leaves the place very gently.

123: (to the Mirror) you are so kind, thank you for helping me.

The Mirror: Not at all, rest your bones, we have another thing to solve at the end, you are very tired, sleep, dear, sleep.

123 felt asleep.

Scene 5

While everything is happening, 123 is sleeping, she slept for long. She must wake up now.

The mirror: Time over, wake up 123.

123 wakes up saying

123: Where am I am I in the train or I arrived to the forest. I remember dig, dig, and dig. Why do we dig? She asks herself calmly, falling asleep again.

456 and 789 enter the place, talking to themselves.

456: I am worried, may be we missed her.

789 (calming 456): You always worry. She is not a baby, she knows this place, you see, look at her, the angel is sleeping.

She hears 789, she moves from her place running to them, throwing her body in both.

123: My stars, I am back.

456: How was your trip?

123: Far and deep, I slept a lot.

789: Sorry if we woke you up.

123: I slept a lot, I am happy to be back to this place. I missed you, I missed all of you.

456: Did you meet Iraq?

123: Iraq?

789: His name is Babel.

123: Iraq, Babel, you are confusing me.

456: Iraq is an immigrant who lost his memory because of the war.

789: We found him standing in front of the Forest.

456: He looked very tired, as if he didn't sleep for days; we invited him in for tea.
123: Poor one, this war is crazy, we are losing our minds all, so tell me where is he now.

789: Let me tell you the rest, we invited him for tea, one go, the guy just drink the whole cup of tea and felt asleep.

123: He slept at once?

456+789: You don’t believe us; he was here, before we left to the station for you.

123: We will wait for him, so can you tell me why you want to see me? Or I have to dig.

456: Dig it, everything is art, one loll can produce fountains of healthy water, no famine. Art is very powerful.

789: Is very provocative.

123: And can be selfish.

Iraq enters the place very calm; they run to him, they touch his hair, his face, and his body.

789: Iraq, brother, how are you? Do you need something to eat?

456: Where have you been? You made us worry for you?

Iraq: Worry, worry for me?

123:Yes worry for you, your brother’s love you, me, all love you.

Iraq: We are tough, we need love, and we have to learn to say I love you, we need love, music, we don’t need petrol, and you don’t need petrol.

456: All of us we need the same thing, we need love, we have to learn to say I love you.

789: We just need love, music.

Iraq: Thanks to this place; I finally got my memory back. (To 123) I don’t know your name, what is your name?

123 (very politely): My name is 123, and what is your name, gentleman?

Iraq: 123, 456, 789, Mademoiselle and Monsieur my name is 10.11.12.

All to Iraq: Welcome brother, welcome! (All happy)

The Mirror: you are lying!! Anybody saw my hammer? I going to smash your beautiful faces, come to me, come closer, stand here in front of me. Where is Babylon? Where is she now? One face in Africa, another face in Dreamsleon, where is her third face?

If you are honest take off your masks…
All: we have no masks.
The Mirror: come closer and touch me
They touched The Mirror
They take off their masks
All (everyone to the other): I didn't know you have a mask.
They go to every one saying
12345678910:you take off your mask.

End one

Babylon mother of all

2007-06-18T15:43:00.000-07:00

part of me
part of all
oh Babylon...
I chant on you
part of me part of all
I can survive...
when you fall
if you fall
oh Babylon
collective soul
hear my call
mother of all
I and I and I
is one.

make the future now

2007-04-04T15:10:00.000-07:00

and from the far past the line shouted out I do exist
and from the present it does take reasons
and from the future it is.

one line create a peiece, a peice can create many pieces

2007-03-28T15:09:00.000-07:00

I am in my forest dream...
this line in specific brought to my dreams visions and made me hear voices and see creatures....
it inspired me to write my second play; The mirror faces the screen, in which characters like, 123, 456..., Babylon, Iraq, and others came to existence.
The same piece The mirror faces the screen as a whole became a as a foundation to a new concept.
A new concept with anew definition to Babylon, it became she, and she represents the whole....

a new baby is born

2007-02-08T19:32:00.000-08:00

Art is strong, art is very powerful
in this time....
when a human treats his equal as if
we are not visiting our graves
we are damaging our mother earth
I am here
I want to be one more artist.