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The Trilogy (2001)

part 3 Revelation

 R E V E L A T I O N 

01 - Introduction Rev.Rascall - UK/USA (6:35)

  (unconstrained, natural, casual, relaxed attitide, speak clearly and quietly)
  (place: coulisse; public cannot see you, wireless microphone does the trick)
  (if not in possesion of wireless microphone then turn back to public . . .)

  RR:   Oh, Lord.
        Won't you buy me a Mercedes-Benz. . .
  T:    He's drunk, Watson. Tipsy, to say the least.
  W:    Always, sir, always.
        He should take his pills, sir.
  T:    Hurry Watson, apply the bastard 
        his tranquilizer, vomitizer, neutralizer, paralyzer or whatever.
  W:    So indeed so very needed, sir.
  T:    Shut up, Watson !
        Dirty little creature.
  RR:   My friends all drive Porsche . . . .
  W:    You should swallow this neutralizer, your Reverend  !
  RR:   Hi, Watson-boy, thank ya. 
        There you go !

  (RR comes up with a Big Bible in his hand plus a bottle of Southern Comfort)
  (here starts the music from J.C. Superstar CD1:Track 9 Simon Zealotes)
  (combined with the Rev. dancing around the place, inviting public to dance)
  (perhaps later on: add a couple of dancers, dance just like they do in the movie)
  RR:   (must respire here to come to grips with the text)
        Cherished parish o'mine. 
        A good and blessed day to ya all.
        We'll do two modern psalms by father Nick Cave, 
        based on the Good Book and others.
        Last we'll resort to the Eagles hymn.
        Then I'll bless ya all and sermon ends.
        We'll go home after a couple o'drinks.
        And with a blessed smile we'll sleep                    (Forza ! build tension )
        and have the brightest dream of the decennium.
        Amen to that.                                         (ATT means 'Amen To That')
        When I pushes this button you see the light. . .flashing AMEN !
        You all says AMEN ! You all shouts AMEN ! You all screams AMEN !
  PUB:  AMEN !

  ('Pelan Pelan', pause, give public time to get accustomed to RR, breathe)
  (turn back to public, turn away from public and start this conversation)
  (Teacher is concerned, Watson is in control, Rev. Rascall is sobering)

  (- - - > here starts the Teacher's comments and Watson's replies,  PTO)

  T:    Oh, my God !
        Now it can no longer be stopped, Watson.                (panic !)
  W:    So indeed so very in-stop-pable, sir.
  T:    Shut up, Watson !
        What if he deteriorates, Watson ?
  W:    Don't worry, sir. I've got all kinds of drugs.
        Every mood can be changed, sir.
  T:    Be alert, Watson, be alert !
        Because the man is a complete and utter disaster, Watson !
  W:    Don't be so rude upon him, sir.
  T:    I'm not ! But when he oracles, then. . .
  W:    Oracles, sir ?
  T:    Indeed, Watson, oracles indeed.
  W:    So indeed so very oracling, sir.
  T:    Shut up, Watson !
        If the man makes one false move then we take over.
        Do you hear, Watson ?
  W:    You are being very blasphemous, sir.
  T:    Pòh ! Blasphemous !
  W:    I suggest we let the reverend speak for himself, sir.
        No matter what.
  T:    No matter what, eh ?
        Do you realize the consequences, little man ?
        He starts by being devastating to the mind.
        Then to the blood pressure.
        Then to the adrenaline-level and 
        finally he reaches your heart in a creepy way, Watson.
  W:    That's the reverend all right, sir.
  T:    mYes. Stop it !
  W:    I can't , sir, the show must go on !
        (RR is returning to 'normal' position)
  RR:   You two be quiet or else God will strike you with my Bible !

  RR:   Lord, we're gathered here to praise your works.
        Lord, accept the next prayer please.
        (RR closes eyes, performs a prayer)        
        Lord,    I trust upon Thee.
        Lord,    we trust upon Thee.
        Lord,    we ask forgiveness for our sins, and yes,
        Lord,    our sins are many.
        Help us to love each other.
        Help us not to bash the heads of our enemies to jelly.
        Help us to overcome all the difficulties life keeps popping up with.
        Et nomini Patri et Figlio et Spiritu Sanctu !

  RR:   Amen to that ! (drinking out of his bottle, taking a break, just pause)
  PUB:  AMEN !

  RR:   (breathe, build up the tension. . .)
        Now we all remember              the beloved and wise Rev. Martin Luther King.
        Now we all recall                that famous speech of his in Washington (.) DC.
        Now we all knows                 that he had a dream.
        In that dream
                  he saw human kind being really mature. As grown-up.
        In that dream 
                  he saw whites and blacks treating each other like equals.
        In that dream 
                  he saw justice being done to each and everyone of us.
        In that dream 
                  he saw before him a true (.) new (.) world order.
        Now.        (Breathe)
        Brothers and sisters, what does this all mean to us, I mean, for us ? ? ?

  (hi)  Now we all knows         that this was just a dream of his.
  (hi)  Now we all knows         that this dream can be realized, put to practice.
  (lo)  Now we all knows         what that means !
        Let's start         as off today, 
          as off right now 
          to realize that dream.
        'Cause.         Without dreams there can be no fulfillment.
        'Cause.         Without fullfillment our lives will remain empty. 
  (hi)  Let us pray       to the Allmighty and ask for strength and perseverance.
  (hi)  Let us pray       to the Good Lord and ask for wisdom.
  (lo)  Let us pray       to God and ask Him. . . .
          to save         our Souls,
          to save         the Souls of our beloved ones, and
          to save         the Souls of our enemies too; 
          past, present and future !        (hands indicate left, middle, right)

        Amen !
  PUB:  AMEN !

        Hallelujah !
        (RR swallowing a placebo pill and putting the bottle to his mouth to flush it)

  RR:   Well.
        I'm sorry but there ain't no musicians supportin'.         
        Ya see. 
        I am a bit embarassed. 

        The pianist has become disabled, the lid fell down on his hands.
                  Strange thing, 
                          'cause I blessed him on Monday.
        The guitarist is in hospital, he has been beaten up by another musician.
                  Strange thing, 
                          'cause I blessed the guy on Tuesday.
        The percussionist has got RSI-problems with both feet and hands.
                  Strange thing, 
                          'cause I blessed the guy on Wednesday.
        The whole choir has got a whiplash after a terrible bus-accident.
                  Strange thing, 
                          'cause I blessed them all on Thursday.
        The basist has been expelled; she has beaten up the guitarist.
                  Strange thing, 
                          'cause I blessed the gal on Friday
        So.         Ya all see. We'll just have to use a CD instead. . . .
        Follows a nice psalm by father Cave.
  MUL:  So.         Ya all see. I have to do it on my own. I hope you all forgives me.
        So.         Let me sing now and pay tribute to the Lord.
        So.         There I go, starting off with a fine text from father Cave.

  (- - -> NC: Into my arms)

  (only in case there really are musicians - - - > )

  RR:   Well.
        The ways of the Lord are mysterious.
        We do have 'a musician/musicians'  to volunteer (for tonight) ! 
        (. .)
        A warm applause for 'them/the pianist', please !
        (pronounce name(-s) of musician(-s) here)
  RR:   Halelujah ! 
        Praise the Lord !

02 - Nick Cave: Into my arms - USA (4:10)

  (this part should be song with a pianist supportin', EvdV)

          I don't believe in an interventionist God
          But I know, darling, that you do
          But if I did, I would kneel down and ask Him
          Not to intervene when it came to you
          Well, not to touch a hair on your head
          To leave you as you are
          If He felt He had to direct you
          Then direct you into my arms

  ref:    Into my arms, Oh Lord
          Into my arms, Oh Lord
          Into my arms, Oh Lord
          Into my arms

          And I don't believe in the existence of angels
          But looking at you I wonder if that's true
          But if I did I would summon them together
          And ask them to watch over you
          Well, to each burn a candle for you
          To make bright and clear your path
          And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
          And guide you into my arms


          But I believe in Love
          And I know that you do too
          And I believe in some kind of path
          That we can walk down, me and you
          So, keep your candles burning
          Make her journey bright and pure
          That she'll keep returning
          Always and evermore


03 - Before Nick Cave:Far from me - USA (10:30)

  RR:   Amen to that ! (refering to NC:IMA, drinking out of the bottle)
  PUB:  AMEN !
  RR:   Well.        
        Let me tell you a bit about myself now.                (teeth & mouth !)
        (. . .)
        I was born in Tuscaloosa, Alabama, in the year of the Lord, 1954.
        Yes, the very state Neil Young sang about, as did the Dooby Brothers.
        Eversince the Civil War the South is poor and Alabama ìs in a poor state.
        So my parents decided early to move on to Atlanta, Georgia.
        Poor Atlanta that has suffered so much from the Civil War.
        Gen. Sherman burnt the city down during his campaign in 1864. 
        Like a tank he roled from the center towards shore. 
        Yes, the Civil War was a harsh war with many casualties.
        Our family always supported them Rebs (and will remain to do so).
        That's why people keep saying that I'm the Rebel Reverend.
        Two of my grand-grand-nephews fell in that war, my parents told me.

        Richard B. Rascall graduated at West-Point, he was a fine officer but it
        was a union-bayonet that finished him off at Gettysburg.  Poor Ricky.
        Kenneth J. Rascall loved nitro-glycerine a bit too much, I guess. 
        'Cause he drank a lot.
        Like an elephant drinks water, he drank pure tennessee whiskey. 
        So, with shakin' hands he should not have treated that stuff. 
        He blew himself up.  Poor Kenny. Well.        
        Strange thing though, the Civil War is the one and only conflict on our 
        proper soil, eversince. Set aside the sneaky attack on Pearl Harbour.
        We Americans like to keep it that way, I guess. 
  RR:   So help us God !

        What about september? What about the 11th ? I ain't saying nothing !
        Well.        It has remained a family tradition for a long time to send our oldest
        sons to West-Point Academy.
        Yes.                                                                (teeth & mouth !)
        In World War I lieutenant James W. Rascall fell in Flanders. Poor Jamie.
        In World War II captain John D. Rascall fell in France. Poor Johnny.
        Colonel Ernest J. Rascall fell in Korea. Poor Ernie.
        Captain Bernard V. Rascall fell in 'Nam. Poor Berny

        So, my parents felt to break with that bloody tradition and sent me to a
        civilian college to study religious matters. In order to change things a bit. 
        So, that's why I became a reverend instead of an officer. 
  (hi)  Sometimes        (lo)        I feel like having missed a lot of action and fun.
  (hi)  Sometimes        (lo)        I feel like being a treator to my ancestors. 
  (hi)  I hope they all forgives me. 
  (lo)  And my parents too, for their mistake.
        We Americans love to wage war. 
        Oh, how we love it.
        When sometimes we're invited by the Europeans to join in a conflict,
        we seem to hesitate. 
  (hi)      But, by God, how we love to scream and yell a bit about the place. 
  (lo)      Hit the bad guys with whatever sticks we carry.
  (lo)      We were the very first to really nuke some other folks. 
        What fun that was.
        No more a true Big One ever since !
        Halelujah !
  PUB:  Halelujah !
        Yes, it has lead to the dominant position we take in the world of today.
  RR:   God bless America !
        We're the only superpower left since the Cold War ceased.
        Them Ruskies capitulated in fact.
           Jessie Helms, former Congresman from North-Carolina,
                  must really be a happy man by now.
        We've the finest forces in the world.
        Oh, how we love military tradition.
        Oh, how we love our hardware.
        From time to time we can demonstrate how effective it is.
        Ask Saddam and Slobodan, for example. 
  (hi)     They have learned to appreciate. 
  (lo)     Only sometimes things go wrong a bit, like in 'Nam.
        We didn't belong there in the first place.
        Nor did the French there before. 
        A terrible mess it was. 
        Let's forget about 'Nam.
  RR:   Amen to that !
  PUB:  AMEN !

  RR:   So here I am, on tour in Europe. 
        Sightseeing a bit. 
        Strawling around a bit.                                        (step aside the pulpit !)
        Do you know what my favourite meal is when I'm in Europe ?
        I mean in France for example ? In Paris for example ?
  (hi)    I goes to McDonald's,
  (lo)    how dare them French call it McDO ?                        (head side-ways)
  (hi)    and ask for a big burger with lots of them European Onions.
        I mean lots of them !                                        (teeth & mouth !)

        Yes.                                                                (return to the pulpit !)
        Doin' Europe in a week is just plain fun to us Americans. 
        We love to be here.  
        Ask Clinton (sniff the cigar and lay it back). Ask all the others. 
  (lo)  But no more fighting over here. Set aside the small Kosovo-crisis. 
  RR:   The Europeans have decided to join hands. They started a common market 
        and have even decided for a single currency: the Euro.  (mouth!)
        Very nice original name. 
        Mr. Watson told me about it and explained some of the advantages.
        Well. I'm impressed !
        Maybe in a century or so the Big Wars of the 20th Century are taken as
        European Civil Wars too. 
  (lo)    You never can tell.

        I must admit that we Americans feel there's a danger that Europe wants
        to retake it's former power and become the worldleader again.
        In the New World Order only economic power counts.
  (lo)  That is, only to some of us. 
        The happy few !                                        (look very mean !)
  (hi)  But what, my Dear Flock,  
          does the New World Order really imply ?        (blink!)
  (lo)  I thinks that what is really needed here are things:
          Like political             freedom !
          Like economic              benefits !
          Like decent jobs and good wages !
          Like proper                health-care ! 
          Like proper                housing ! 
          Like proper                education !
  (hi)  For EVERYBODY on EVERY continent !                     (Bang on table !)
  (lo)  Like proper                government under spiritual guidance !
        Novus Ordus Mundo ? 
        As stated on every 1-dollar bill (?) is by no means reality now !

        It's up to us, Americans, if we decide for so-called Isolationism under President Bush. 
        Junior (!).
        What a man he is (!). 
  RR:   Halelujah ! 
        Very democratically elected !                          (. . .)
        Very enlightened ideas he has.                         (. . .)
        The most powerfull man in the world !                  (. . .)
        I will not beat around the Bush. 
        I be honest when I tell ya that one of the most well-known american 
        actors ever,                 once said:     'Let Po-land, be Po-land !'.
        I knows I'm not the only one saying         'Let Bush, be bush !'.

  (lo)  Because . . . .
  (hi)  With one Bush on the button he can unleash megatons of pure power.
        Without being hit by any other folks due to that splendid shield of his.
        You just wait 'n see !
        (pause here, drink out of the bottle)

        And how he loves to fry bad people on the Chair. 
  (hi)  You might call him a good cook.
  (lo)  But I suspect him (. .) to be looking for some adventures abroad too. 
  (hi)  How he would love to fry Saddam on Texas-furniture. 
  (hi)  How he would love to do the same to Slobodan, now that we have him.
        'Bout that I'm pretty sure. 

        Imagine some kind of barbecue !
        Imagine Junior and Senior having the biggest party of their life. . .
        when Saddam is being fried on the electric chair.
        So far so good.
        It's time to sing a song now and praise the Lord.
        Halelujah !

        The next one is by father Cave again. 
        It truely sends the shivers down my spine.
        He is talking about being alone.
        First I thought it's about being forsaken by God. That kind of feeling. 
        But he's talking 'bout his cat. 
        Cause when I asked him who the person was he was referring to, he said 
            'my pussy, rev, my pussy' ! (pronounce differently)
        I hope he be sane and sound forever more.

        Amen to that !
  PUB:  AMEN !

  RR:   Halelujah !

04 - Nick Cave: Far from me - USA (5:25)

          For you, dear, I was born
          For you I was raised up
          For you I've lived and for you I will die
          For you I am dying now
          You were my mad little lover
          In a world where everybody fucks everybody else over
          You who are
          So far from me
          So far from me
          Way across some cold neurotic sea
          Far from me

          I would talk to you of all manner of things
          With a smile you would reply
          And then the sun would leave your pretty face
          And you'd retreat from the front of your eyes

          I keep hearing that you're doing your best
          I hope your heart beats happy 
          In your infant breast
          You are so far from me
          Far from me
          Far from me
          There is no knowledge but I know it
          There is nothing to learn from that vacant voice
          That sails to me accross the line
          From the ridiculous to the sublime
          It's good to hear you're doing so well
          But really can't you find somebody else 
          That you can ring and tell ?
          Did you ever care for me ?
          Where you ever there for me ?
          So far from me

          You told me you'd stick by me
          Through the thick and through the thin
          Those were your very words
          My fair-weather friend

          You were my brave-hearted lover
          Well, at the first taste of trouble
          Went running back to mother
          So far from me
          Far from me
          Suspended in your bleak and fishless sea
          Far from me
          Far from me

05 - After NC:SFFM - USA (0:30)

  RR:   Amen to that ! (drinking out of his bottle)
  PUB:  AMEN !

  RR:   Cherished parish o' mine.

        I really need a short break now.
        I thought I swallowed some equalizers, but I was wrong.
        I swallowed some vomitizers.
        So, I hope you all excuses me.
        I have to retreat just for a couple o' minutes.
        In order to swallow some neutralizers.

        Meanwhile one of them stupid commercials is following.
        Don't go away !                                        ( teeth & mouth !
        See ya soon !
        Try to enjoy the music meanwhile. (. .)

  RR:   God bless ya !

        (here starts the music, CD 1 track 6)
        (from Jesus Christ Superstar: Everything's allright)
        (RR goes to the bath room)
        (RR hands to mouth, nearby. Trying to stop vomiting)
        ( - - - > Before Desiderata)

06 - Before Desiderata - UK/USA (2:30)

        (location: bathroom ! make single sheet copy of pages (06)+(07) )
  T:    I'm going bananas with this Reverend. 
        The Rhetoric of the Reverend is Repulsive !
        He's uttering nonsense only. Let him be sent to any killing war-zone.
        We still have time to avoid him utter his horrific oracles any further.
        Besides he's poorly audible with that terrible slang of his.
        I want him to stop.  We take over, Watson, as of now !
  W:    That's is unheard of, sir, I cannot allow you !
  T:    Watson, go out of my way !
        I'm going to tell the Reverend that his sermon is over. I insist.
  W:    You are being very rude upon him again, sir.
        The Reverend still has at least a quarter of an hour to finish his job.
  T:    Oh, no, Watson !
        I will not permit him to oracle and rascall any further.
        Go out of my way, Watson !
  W:    I refuse, Sir, I will stand my ground. (defiant)
  T:    Watson ! (tries to hit him, left arm is uplifted)
  W:    mmmmmm (bends away fearfully, sounding like a frightened pig)
  RR:   Now don't you try to hit and haress that boy, Mr. Teacher,
        or else God will strike you (. .) with my bottle !
  T:    (suddenly afraid, overclassed etc.)
        I beg of you, Reverend, I wouldn't dare (sneaky, denying, great eyes)
  RR:   Keep it that way, brother, or else God might even decide to break a few
        of your bones (. .) with my hands.
  T:    (whispering)   Thàt will not be necessary, Reverend.
        (relieved that the danger has diminished)
  W:    Thank you, Reverend, for saving me.
  RR:   That's part of my job, boy. (. .)
        Now, hook it you two, I still got some preaching to do. (. . .)
        (swallowing a pill, drinking out of his bottle) 

  RR:   (walking back to pulpit, reposition, breathe in)
        Brothers and sisters.
        Let me tell you a bit about religious matters now.
        Once I encountered a truely miraculous text. 
        It is as crystal clear as the glass of my bottle.
        It's over three centuries old. (. .)
        It has been found in St. Pauls Cathedral in Baltimore, Maryland. (mouth !)
        Now you all listen carefully to the utterances and 
        try to grasp it's beauty and universality. 
        There I go.

        (only if neccesary then . . .)
  RR:   Some (.) silence (.) please..)                 (wait until all noise etc. disappears)

07 - Desiderata - USA (2:00)

          Stay calm amidst all noise & all haste.
          And remember how peaceful silence can be.
          Remain to be on good terms with everyone without denying yourself. 
          Speak the truth, calmly and clearly & listen to others.
          Even if they seem to be simple & ignorant, they too have something to tell.
          Avoid clamorous & aggressive people, they are a torment to the spirit.
          When comparing yourself to others you might become vain or embittered; 
          there will always be people better or worse than you yourself. 

 (hi)     Rejoice at what you have achieved & will achieve. 
          Keep paying attention to your development, but remain modest;        (teeth!)
          this is your true possession during the ever changing fortune in time. 
 (low)    Be cautious in business affairs, because the world is full of deceit.
 (lo+)    Let this not distract you from true values; 
 (l++)    many strive for high ideals & nearby you encounter heroisme everywhere.

 (hi)     Be yourself. 
 (hi)     Do not feign affection. 
 (hi)     Do not be cynical in matters of love, 
 (lo)     because she is eternal like grass versus all the dryness & disillusionment.

          Accept kind-heartedly the climbing of the years, 
          renounce your youth gracefully. 
          Delevelop fortitude to be armed against unexpected reverses. 
 (low)    Do not worry over figments of your imagination. 
 (lo+)    Fear is often born out of tiredness & lonelyness.
 (l++)    Practice sound self-discipline, but remain kind to yourself.

 (hi)     You are a child of the universe, 
          not less than the trees and the stars;
 (hi)     you have the right to be here. 
          Whether you understand it or not;
 (hi)     do not doubt about the universe unfolding itself as it should. 

 (lo)     Therefore, go with God in peace, 
          which ever way you imagine him & whatever you do or strive for: 
          keep having peace in your soul amidst the noisy confusion in life. 
          In spite of all hypocrisy & dullness & past dreams, 
 (hi)     this is still a beautiful world. 
 (lo)     Be careful !
 (lo)     Strive for happiness !

          (St. Paulscathedral Baltimore, Maryland  USA 1621?)

08 - Before The Eagles:The Last Resort - USA (1:00)

  RR:   Amen to That (refering to Desiderata, drinking from his bottle)
  PUB:  AMEN !

  RR:   I have to swallow one of them pills now. (looking at his watch)
        Not one of them vomitizers.
        Not one of them paralyzers.
        Not one of them neutralizers.
        But one of them tranquilizers, I guess.
        (swallowing a placebo pill, flushing it down with Southern Comfort)
        YES ! (Burp)
        That stuff makes me feel good. (looking at the pill-box)

        Where was I ?
        Ah, yes.
  RR:   About the previous text ?
  RR:   What is there more         to say about it ?
        What is there more         to add to it ?
        Perhaps         that we all carry a Seed that wants to grow to the Light ?
        Perhaps         the Divine Seeds in your very Hearts ?
  RR:   AMEN !
  PUB:  AMEN !

        I really feel like singing now.

        Halelujah !
        Praise the Lord !

        The next song is by the Eagles, called the Last Resort.

09 - The Eagles: The Last Resort - USA (7:25)

          She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island
          Where the Old World shadows hang, heavy in the air
          She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee
          Just as her father came accross the sea.

          She heard about a place people were smilin'
          They spoke about the red man's way, how they love the land
          They came from everywhere to the Great Divide
          Seeking a place to stand or a place to hide.

          Down in the crowded bars out for a good time
          Can't wait to tell you all what it's like up there
          And they call it Paradise,  I don't know why
          Somebody laid the mountains low, while the town got high

          Then the chilly winds blew down across the desert
          Through the canyons of the coast to the Malibu
          Where the pretty people play hungry for power
          To light their neon way and give them things to do

          Some rich men came and raped the land, nobody caught 'em
          Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and, 'Jezus', people bought 'em
          They called it Paradise, the place to be
          They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea


          You can leave it all behind, and sail to Lahaina
          Just like the Missionairies did, so many years ago
          They even brought in a neon sign 'Jezus is coming'
          Brought the white man's burden down, brought the white man's reign

          Who will provide the grand design, of what is yours and what is mine ?
          'Cause there is no more new frontier, we have got to make it here
          We satisfy our endless needs, and justify our bloody deeds
          In the name of destiny, and in the name of God

          And you can see them there, on Sunday morning,
          Stand up and sing about, what it's like up there
          They call it Paradise, I don't know why
          You call some place Paradise - kiss it goodbye

10 - Amen To That ! - USA (5:00)

  RR:   Amen to That ! (Drinking out of the bottle again)
  PUB:  AMEN !

  RR:   Brothers and sisters !

          St. Francis preached to the birds because he felt they dìd listen.
          Now I will not only do thàt, cherishered parish o'mine.
          Oooh, no. Oooh, no !
          I preach to the whole community of life. 
                  In this place.
                  In this city.
                  In this country.
          I mean. The whóle community of life !
                  On this continent.
                  On this planet and elsewhere !
          Because life is everywhere.

  (lo)  Where there's 
          some water, 
          some sunshine and 
          some air to breathe.

  (lo)  But there's a bit more to life then just:
  (lo)                EATIN', DRINKIN' and SLEEPIN'.
  (hi)        To intelligent life, however, there's even a bit more to it:
  (lo)                Like CO-OPERATION
  (lo)                Like SOCIAL COHESION
  (hi)                Like TOGETHERNESS
  (lo)        And to us, humans, still more than that:
  (hi)         Like FRIENDSHIP
  (hi)                Like RESPECT 
  (lo)                Like LOVE 

  RR:   Amen !
  PUB:  AMEN !

  (lo)        Only then follow such fine things:
  (hi)                Like        PRIDE
  (hi)                Like        HONOUR
  (lo)                Like        FULLFILLMENT        of the SOUL
  (lo)                Like        ENLIGHTENMENT        of the SPIRIT

  RR:   Amen !
  PUB:  AMEN !

  RR:   (taking a deep breath, drinking out of the bottle)

  (hi)        Now we all knows         
                  how the Sun provides         energy to sustain life.
  (hi)        Now we all know         
                  how the Moon provides        gravity for the tides.
  (lo)        Now we all knows 
                  how the Earth provides       rotation for days and nights.

  (lo)  There is a common source !

        If we, as a species, were ever to go beyond our solar system, 
        that would surely have implications. . . . 

  (lo)  We have the technology 
                  to set a man on the Moon,
          We will do the same, 
                  to set a man on Mars, quite soon.
          In the future we want 
                  to do the same, to set a man on  Orion.  (ori-oen ! surprised)
  (. . .)

  (lo)  When man        
                  set foot on the Moon,      the Cold War raged.
  (lo)  When man        
                  sets foot on Mars,         some Warm Wars will still exist.
  (hi)  When man        
                  wants to set foot on any planet outside the Solar System, however,
                           GOD will NOT permit us. 

  (lo)  As long 
                  as we have not cleaned up 
                          the terrible mess we've made on earth.
        As long 
                  as we threaten to destroy 
                          the eco-system itself and precious species.
        Like         tigers and elephants
        Like         dolphins and whales

  (lo)  Oh no !
  (lo)  Oh no !
  (hi)  Oh no !

        Life is stronger than Death. . . . 
        Always and everywhere !

  (hi)  GOD will not permit us to set any foot outside the solar system 
          as long as we cannot take care 
  (lo)  After we ourselves
        After all the living creatures,    tall or small, 
          on this magnificent planet       that is so abundant of life.
  (hi)  As long as we will-fully and knowing-ly do things:
  (lo)                Like burning         the rain-forests
  (hi)                Like polluting       the oceans
  (hi)                Like poisening       the air
  (hi)                Like changing        the climate
  (lo)                Like killing each other on an ever-increasing scale.

        (build in big joke here)
        We'll not even get beyond the planet URANUS !        (Your-Anus !)
  (hi)  WE ARE LOCUST !                        (We behave like locust. .)
        We eat         the vegetation away
        We eat         the animals away
        We eat        the Earth away !
  (lo)  How then ?
        How can we assume         we may just eat all the resources ?
        How can we assume         we may go out, exploring the Universe ?
        How can we assume         that we have the right to do so ?

  (lo)  Brothers and sisters.
  (hi)  GOD will not permit us to destroy this beautiful planet.
        Our HOME we call EARTH that we share with so many other species.
        If we do not grow up and become true house-keepers in time,
  (hi!)   then I say it's about time for Our Saviour to return:
        AMEN !
  PUB:  AMEN !

  (lo)  You might call me a rebel reverend.
        You might even call me a revelationist.
        Follows the one and only text from the Good Book I will citate:
  (lo)     Revelation 12 verse 5 :                                (St.James-bible)
  (HI !)     And she gave birth to a son, a male
  (HI !)     Who is to shepherd all the nations with an iron rod
  (HI !)     And her child was caught away to GOD and to his throne
  RR:   Amen to That ! (Nodding yes, drinking out of the bottle again)
  PUB:  AMEN !
  RR:   Halelujah !

  RR:   Rejoice        
                  because change is imminent !
                  because human kind is entering it's adulthood.
                  because a true New World Order is being born !

  PUB:  AMEN !

  RR:   Ever heard of the stepping stone effect ?
        I mean escalation. In a positive way. Progress !

  (lo)  Now you all bows                yer heads         
                  in a moment of silence.
        Now you all closes              yer eyes         
                  in a moment of prayer, first.

                  you're here, on Mother Earth 
                          this planet making one full rotation 
                                  itself in just one day
                  this planet making one full rotation 
                                  around the Sun in one year
                  this Solar System rotating somewhere in our Milky Way
                  this Milky Way rotating somewhere in the Galaxy
                          together with millions and millions of other Milky Ways.
                  this Galaxy rotating in itself and expanding still. 

  (lo)  Be thankful                 
                  that you take part in it, 
                                  that you live,
                                  somewhere in the vastness of this Universe.
  (lo)  Be thankfull                 
                          that others take part in it too,
                          that you are not alone.

  (hi)  Now try to realize that         
                          as you have the right to be here
                          all the others have that same right too !

  (lo)  Bless                 
                  your parents         and your grand-parents.
                  your brothers        and your sisters 
                  your children        and your grand-children.
  (hi)  Bless                 
                  your friends         and your neighbours

        (take a deep breath, be kind & gentle, filled with love and compassion:)
  RR:   I bless you all !         I love you all !         Go with the flow ! 
  (hi)  GOD bless ya !        (The Holy Spirit descends like a warm blanket . . .)

        BLESS !                
        AMEN !

  PUB:  AMEN !                (Make the move without pushing the AMEN-button)

        Halelujah !
        Praise the Lord !

  ( ->        Here starts the music from JC CD2:T7 Could we start again, please ?)
  ( ->        RR is dancing around the place.)

  RR:   What about September ? 
        What about the 11th ?
        I ain't saying nothing ! 
        Oh, no, not me !
        Oh, no !
  ( RR: Mr. Antonio would you please come forward please ? . . . )
  ( - - - - - > GM:Déclaration en arabe litéraire (Antonio/Michel ?)) 

  (- - -> after this: Nick Cave: As I sat sadly by her side. )

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