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Subject: 1975:UE Act 1, Scene 13 Author: Sarah [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:07:07 03/30/02 Sat ACT ONE SCENE 13 (Emotion = HOPE) 1st CONCEPTION OF L.O.V.E. (African Drumming only w/ Eric's "uh!") (Visuals: scientific: sperm fighting) (Dancers: racing as sperm w/large white silk ribbons and glow sticks - Aqiyl the center in womb They will race around Aqiyl and thru scrim where Shawna and Yohannes sleep in silhouette) (Aqiyl speaking) (Colors = red w/blues & purple - inside of womb) (Yohannes & Shawna in SL scrim) Where i suppose that there were about a zillion of us headed for what? we don't know but the spot was hot so we all had to go. bust'n through the middle passage like we stole someth'n "hold on!" i told my little cousin. brothers and sisters drop'n by the dozens i'm trying to show love but Love kept run'n on the run… so it seems we all got caught up in a sex scheme. and i'm hit'n the streets do'n 85 swerv'n in and out of my lane try'n to stay a live. i got jive fools in back of me play'n me too close family try'n to bring me down and hoped that it wouldn't have to come to this: chocolate sperm fight'n for space down the middle passage and all i see is redness - flash'n red lights tell'n us when to go. i'm think'n "Damn! how could i be so… special to maintain my existence beneath the threshold of space and time?" subconscious elevation is what causes me to climb, to become one with my destination… love thyself! i look around and see no one else except the red lights that have become a piece of my existence liberation and self recognition. finally, i am released into a sense of freedom space to grow and to evolve i have become Love…. in the abstract i dissolve into concrete pieces of reality then gradually touch upon lost souls in the ghettos of thought and minds of confusion hidden within my chromosome solution is the blood of Amenhotep, Shaka Zulu, Sundiata, Mansa Musa… thus i feel creative concepts conceptually, i have become real… LOVE HAS BECOME REAL (Sound Cue: Heartbeat) (Visual Cue: Heartbeat) (Exit Yohannes from SL scrim) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]