The Unwilling Unfilled, The Dreading Death, and The Convoluted Confusion: Act 2
Scene 0:
[All but I Exeunt]
Here, the Oscillating Moon
Stray,
(Will it be soon?)
There, the Scintillating Sun
Stay,
(Are you the One?)
Where the Vacillating Stars
Play.
(Is it afar?)
Alas, Free.
Salivating, Circadian, Fate.
Fool, Exalt, Elate,
And Be.
To the keys,
Not to these:
Diseased Deception;
Tantalizing Temptation;
Conceited Corruption;
Dilapidated Destruction.
Is it Usable?
Is it Beautiful?
Does it matter?
Scene 1:
In a little bit, it’ll be over.
Only if you believe.
Only if you’re sober.
This is it, in the eve.
Poet, Bard, Lyricist, Artist.
Ash, Birch, Oak, Elm.
I hope, for this, it will persist.
I hope it won’t overwhelm.
Hither and Thither and Whither?
Seize the Day, If I May.
Hark! The Change of Seasons.
Halt! Untimely Reasons.
By the World Moods: The Steeds of the Celestial Veils…
(Day Stallion and Night Mare)
By the World Lights: The Harts of the Celestial Orbs…
(Golden Hind and Silver Stag)
By Ebb and Flow,
I will not know.
Halos and Rainbows…
Auroras and Coronas…
Flora and Fauna…
Mana and Prana…
Aura and Chakra…
Symphony and Cacophony,
Melody and Harmony…
Omnipresence:
When and Where thy heart is Vernal and Oriental.
When and Where thy mind is Aestival and Austral.
When and Where thy will is Autumnal and Occidental.
When and Where thy wit is Hibernal and Boreal.
When and Where thy soul is Seasonal and Central.
Scene 2:
Ah, Ambrosia, The Bread and Food of The Divine,
And Nectar, The Wine and Drink of The Rapture,
And Aether, The Breath and Air of The Ethereal,
And Ichor, The Vitality and Blood of The Gods:
Life, Youth, Immortality.
Whatever they call it:
Elixir of Immortality or Amrit,
Apple of Hesperides or banana split,
I want some of that shit.
Just give me a bit.
Mmm…
Barley, Oat, Wheat, Rice, Maize, Millet, Rye, Amaranth, Teff…
Mead, Gin, Wine, Cider, Beer, Tequila, Sake, Ale, Rum…
Clove, Cinnamon, Nutmeg, Ginger, Paprika, Cumin, Pepper, Saffron, Turmeric …
Lavender, Basil, Oregano, Thyme, Parsley, Chamomile, Mint, Lemon Grass, Sage…
Ahh…
And what of Ouroboros—
Unity, Infinity, Cyclicality.
O what Greatness!
…O World Tree!
…O Cosmic Ocean!
…O Universal Mountain!
…O Spring of Destiny!
…O Well of Eternity!
…O Fountain of History!
…O Old Behemoth…
…O Ancient Leviathan…
…O Venerable Ziz…
Omnipotence:
What force!
What energy!
What verve!
What vigor!
What impact!
What influence!
What power!
What strength!
Scene 3:
Circa a Millennia, a Saturnalia…
Ergo Euphoria and Dysphoria…
Lest the Eternal and the Ephemeral…
Along Dreamweavers and Dreamgazers…
With Anima and Animus…
Across Earth, Water, Air…
Beyond Aub, Aud, Aur…
The Earth and Ocean bleed through Hades,
By a river, the Canal of Blight.
The Sky and Stars lead into Heaven,
Upon a rainbow, the Bridge of Light.
Omniscience:
Why This?
Why That?
Why Here?
Why There?
Why Now?
Why Then?
[I Exeunt, While All Else Enters]
