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SPIRITUAL ENCOUNTERS IN THE BARDO OF BECOMING

                          A Spiritual Quest in Twelve Acts

                                                 By

                              A. C. HESSE
 
 


 
 

Acknowledgments:

I dedicate this book to my parents, my sons André (+) and Michael, my daughter Beatrice and my Grandson Alex, and  my wife, Julianne, who has traveled with me patiently through good and hard times. All the characters in this book are fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons,
living or dead is purely coincidental.... Or is it?
 

Copyright 2004 by A.C.HESSE - All rights reserved.

No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior permission, in writing, of the Writer/Publisher.

FOREWORD







The first draft of this book was written in Eau Claire, Wisconsin, during the summer of 1996: It took me several years to decide if I was going to publish it or not.

Due to the nature of the subject, I encountered some controversies in some religious circles, here in the U.S.

Although I was brought up as a Christian (Catholic), when I was a young boy in Europe, I rarely practiced my religion when I became an adult. Is it a coincidence? : I lost what was left of my faith, in 1994, when I immigrated here to the U.S.: The oppressive hypocrisy of organized religion, in this country, was too much for me to bear…

Seeking some spiritual alternatives, I studied Hinduism, Buddhism, Jainism, Zoroastrianism and Taoism: these studies changed, dramatically, my worldview at all levels: spiritually, politically and scientifically.

By studying comparative religions, I came to realize that all religions have a common mythical foundation: their stories are the reflection of the human collective unconsciousness over the Ages and, as such, should be appreciated for their creative fictional and poetical inventiveness. Alas, religious texts are, too often, hijacked for darker purposes: they are used as socio-political tools, by fanatic religious groups, to scare, coerce, and control the credulous masses into behaving a given way.

This story reflects the difficult quest of an agnostic, confronted with the dilemma of having to kill all his religious archetypes, in order to discover his hidden spirituality.

For clarity and convenience, I have typed the story in a standard scripted form, so that it can be easily adapted for a Theatre Play or for a Film/Video. In that case, interested parties should contact me mailto:andre00256@netscape.net , with a detailed description of the project, for my formal approval.
 
 

Milwaukee, December 2004
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

                    SPIRITUAL ENCOUNTERS IN THE BARDO OF BECOMING
 

                                                                          ACT ONE

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

(A PALE AND LONELY SENTIENT BEING, DRESSED IN A  WHITE  PENITENT'S ROBE, PACES  AROUND A SMALL BROWNISH BOULDER.  A  WHITE AURA OF  LIGHT, BEAMS THROUGH THE  OPENINGS OF HIS LONG ROBE)

EERIE SHADOWS GLIDE BACK AND FORTH AGAINST A  BACKGROUND OF BLUISH-GREY FOG. NOW AND THEN, RANDOM FLASHES OF LIGHTS FLICKER AND SURROUNDS HIM, AS IF TRYING TO ENVELOPE HIM WITH THEIR GLARE.

(THE SILENCE IS SOLEMN AND OPPRESSIVE, EXCEPT FOR SOME DISTANT CLAMORS REVERBERATING AGAINST A BUCKMINSTERFULLERENE-LIKE GEODESIC DOME SUPERSTRUCTURE RESTING ON TOP OF A STRANGE AND IMPOSING MOUNTAIN).
 
 

                                                                                            FRANCIS:

(ONE HEARS A DESPERATE YELL, FOLLOWED BY A LONG SILENCE) What the hell am I doing here?

                                FRANCIS: (THE YELLING GROWS LOUDER, MORE PLAINTIVE) What the hell am I doing here?                           DRAKPA: You are smothering me! : You are invading my space!
 
 

(FRANCIS STOPS GLIDING AND LOOKS AROUND. HE SEES A RUSTY- BROWN SHADOW SITTING ON THE GROUND IN THE POSITION OF THE LOTUS: AN INDIVIDUAL AURA ,OF PURE WHITE LIGHT, BEAMS THROUGH THE  OPENINGS OF HIS LONG BUDDHIST MONK'S ROBE)
 
 
 

                                                                          DRAKPA:

(IN AN ANNOYED TONE OF VOICE)  You are interrupting my meditation!

 
                            FRANCIS:
Bear with me! : I thought I was alone...

                                                                            DRAKPA:

Never mind! : Welcome, I am Drakpa, a humble Tibetan monk!

 
                            FRANCIS:
(TRYING TO APOLOGIZE FOR HIS RUDE BEHAVIOR) And I am Francis: I am only human I'm afraid!  

                            DRAKPA:

(NODDING) Not so! Not so!
 
 

                                                                           FRANCIS:

I'd like to know where we are: Do you know?
 
 

                                                                           DRAKPA:

Yes, we are nearly "Home"!: We are in the 'Bardo of becoming': the intermediary state before enlightenment or transmigration.
 
 

                                                                          FRANCIS:

Does that mean we are dead?
 
 

                                                                        DRAKPA:

Look at yourself: You are  embodied by a ghostly shape, protecting the pulsating lights emanating of your real self: Your pure mind!
 

                                                                       FRANCIS:

Well, You are not going to believe me, but I crave for my body: I am not used to glide in weightlessness!
 
 

(THERE IS A DEEP SILENCE...SUDDENLY, A LONG AND POWERFUL "OM" RESONATES INTO THE  FOGGY NIGHT. AFTER A WHILE, WHICH SEEMS LIKE AN ETERNITY, DRAKPA RESUMES HIS MEDITATION AND GETS UP).
 
 

                                                                     DRAKPA

I am going to tell you a secret: a while ago, I told my fellow monks that I missed the 'Perpendicular path': I did not attain instant Buddha nature. Consequently, I told them not to give my things away and that I will be coming back to my Monastery... (WHISPERING WHILE SLOWLY GLIDING AWAY). I guess, that bad Karma is influencing my Dharma!
 
 
 

                                                                    (FRANCIS FOLLOWS HIM)
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

I don't want to appear nosy, but are you religious?
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

Well, I was brought up as a Catholic, but I did not think much about organized religion during my life as an Earthling. I was very confused! Although I wanted to believe in a supreme power of energy, I felt like an eternal outcast: a sort of 'mystic agnostic', unwilling to adhere or submit to the rules of religious indoctrination of any sort.
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

Hmm! : You should meet the two brothers, Chandra and Rama: The first one, is a Shiva follower, the other one worships Krsna: two interesting fellows...
 
 

(FRANCIS AND DRAKPA GLIDE SLOWLY DOWN A HILL; SUDDENLY THEY HEAR A VOICE CALLING THEM FROM THE REAR. THEY SEE A SENTIENT BEING WEARING A BLACK HOODED PENITENTS ROBE)

                  CHRISTIAN: Excuse me, Gentlemen: Where and when is the judgment taking place for the expiation of our sins?
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

Pardon me: I do not understand your question: What do you mean?"

 

                   CHRISTIAN:

Bear with me, I should have first introduced myself! : My name is Christian de Dieuleveult: I am a practicing Christian fundamentalist: a true believer in our Lord Jesus-Christ! Please allow me to reiterate my question: Where and when is the Judgment taken place?
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

Judgment? : What Judgment? There is no Judgment taking place: only a 'Graduation day ceremony'!
 
 

                                                                   CHRISTIAN:

How so?

                                                                   DRAKPA:

It 's simple: The graduates attain 'Buddha Nature', while the non-graduates are sent, either to a Summer Camp for reorientation, or straight down to a Planet to be transmigrated again...
 
 

                                                                    CHRISTIAN:

(WITH A SCANDALIZED VOICE) What? : I do not believe in Buddha or reincarnation!  The Bible teaches us that there is only one lifetime on Earth: if we succeed in following the teachings of our Lord Jesus and behave like real Christians, we will, without doubt, go to Heaven. Contrariwise, we will be sent, either to Purgatory to expiate our sins or, worse, sent to the eternal burning fires in Hell!
 

                                                                     FRANCIS:

(VENTURING) You seem to forget that Jesus-Christ benefited from reincarnation after his death...
 

                                                                     CHRISTIAN:

True, but it is an exception to the rule, due to the supernatural conditions of his coming to Earth: He is, after all, the Son of God...(GESTURING WITH IMPATIENCE) Is somebody going to answer my query once- in- for- all! : Where do I go from here?
 

                                                                     DRAKPA:

Take the middle path!
 
 

(AFTER CHRISTIAN'S DEPARTURE, THE GENERAL MOOD GETS AN UPLIFT BY THE SUDDEN APPARITION OF THE TWO BROTHERS, CHANDRA AND RAMA. DRESSED IN A SAFFRON COLORED PENITENTS ROBE, THEY ARE IN ACTIVE DISCUSSIONS OVER THE BHAGAVAD-GITA 'S INTERPRETATION OF ARJUNA'S VICTORY IN THE BATTLE OF KURUKSETRA).

 
                     DRAKPA:
Namaste! (JOINING HIS TWO EXTREMITIES IN A WELCOMING GESTURE) I am sorry to interrupt your enlightening discussion, but I 'd like you to meet my new friend Francis: he is a professed agnostic!
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

Hello! Err...Namaste! (JOINING HIS TWO EXTREMITIES IN A WELCOMING GESTURE)
 
 

(THE TWO BROTHERS NOD POLITELY, VISIBLY ANNOYED OVER THIS SUDDEN INTRUSION INTO THEIR HEATED PHILOSOPHICAL DEBATE)
 
 

                                                                 FRANCIS:

I once read the Bhagavad-Gità, but it seems like eons ago. (WAITING FOR THEIR REACTION) I also read the Puranas...
 
 

                  DRAKPA: Both are very enlightened fiction works…However, as in all religious books relying heavily on hearsay and human interpretation, the true meaning of the original message got lost over the ages... Alas, writers do get carried away at times...
 
 

                                                                 CHANDRA:

(SARDONICALLY) I understand your lack of trust for the written words: Buddhist teachings could be resumed on a few sheets of parchments...
 
 

                                                                  DRAKPA:

Mu...
 

                                                                  RAMA:

I agree with my brother: without the Vedic Puranas and Gita's scriptures, most Middle-Eastern religions would have no base to exist. Let's face it, all religious sagas originate from the same source: the 'Rig Veda' or, eventually, the Zoroastrian 'Avesta'!
 
 

(WHILE WALKING UP A STEEP HILL, THEY STUMBLE OVER CHRISTIAN WHO APPEARED HELPLESSLY LOST).
 
 

                                                                   CHRISTIAN:

(ANGRY) Thanks, but no thanks: You deliberately send me on the wrong way...
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

I told you to follow the middle path!
 
 

                                                                   CHRISTIAN:

But, there is no path!
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

Follow your heart!
 
 

(AFTER INTRODUCING CHRISTIAN TO RAMA AND CHANDRA, THEY ALL PROCEED TO THEIR DESTINATION FOR THE DAY: AN IMPRESSIVE GEODESIC DOME SUPERSTRUCTURE STANDING ON TOP OF A HUGE MOUNTAIN)
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

Where are we?
 
 

                                                                 DRAKPA:

We are on the mythical Island-Continent of "Jambu-Dvipa, climbing Mount Meru!
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

What is Mount Meru?
 
 

                                                                  DRAKPA:

It is the Axis-Mundi or center of the Universe...
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

Wow!
 
 

                                                                  END OF ACT ONE
 
 

                                                                  ACT TWO
 
 

(THE SIGN OVER THE NORTHERN GATE SAID " WELCOME TO MOUNT MERU, THE CENTRAL TRIAGE FOR UNIVERSAL TRANSIENT SOULS". THE GATE WAS TOO NARROW TO ALLOW PASSAGE BY MORE THAN ONE SENTIENT BEING AT A TIME. EACH SOUL ENTERING THE PLACE WAS INTERVIEWED BY A SUB-CONTROLLER, SEATED IN FRONT OF A FUNNY CONTRAPTION RESEMBLING AN ANALOG 'OUIJA' BOARD. BEHIND HIM, A PIECE OF YELLOWISH HARDBOARD REMINDED EVERYONE WHAT INFORMATION WAS NEEDED TO OBTAIN AN UNIVERSAL RECORD NUMBER: I . E SPECIES, SEX, RACE, NAME, FIRST NAME, BIRTHPLACE, CITY OF RESIDENCE, COUNTRY, PLANET, GALAXY AND THE PROTECTING GODS OR DEMI-GODS WORSHIPPED, IF ANY. AFTER KEYING-IN ALL RELEVANT INFORMATION PERTAINING TO THE SENTIENT BEING UNIVERSAL RECORDS, THE SUB-CONTROLLER HANDED OVER A CHINESE- COOKIE-SIZED PIECE OF PARCHMENT BEARING A UNIVERSAL RANDOM REFERENCE NUMBER. FOR ADDED SECURITY, AS IN THE CASE OF PARCHMENT LOSS, THE SUB-CONTROLLER WHISPERED A PERSONAL MANTRA: A SORT OF MACRO WILDCARD TO RETRIEVE THE DATA, IN CASE OF AN EMERGENCY. THE CITY WAS HUGE BY ANY STANDARD: ALL RACES AND SPECIES OF THE UNIVERSE WERE ASSEMBLED HERE: IT WAS A BABEL TOWER OF EXOTIC LANGUAGES AND BEHAVIORS. STRANGELY, EVERYONE SEEMED TO UNDERSTAND EVERYONE, FOR ALL COMMUNICATION BETWEEN SENTIENT BEINGS WAS CARRIED OUT BY TELEPATHY).
 
 

                                                                   CHRISTIAN:

(COMPLAINING) I don't like my Universal reference number at all: look at the last three digits: they end with 666!
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

So what! It seems like a valid number to me.
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

(JOKINGLY) Mine ends with 69!
 
 

(IGNORING FRANCIS REMARKS, CHRISTIAN GOES TO A BOOTH MANNED BY A CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER. LIKE ALL ADMINISTRATIVE STAFF AT MOUNT MERU , HE WEARS A DARK- BROWN MONKS ROBE, ATTACHED AT THE WAIST BY A THIN BROWN CORD)
 
 

                                                                   CHRISTIAN:

I have some complaints about the identification number, which was just handed to me: I demand to have a new one!
 
 

                                                                   CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER:

Hmm, let 's see: What is your first and last name again?
 
 

                                                                    CHRISTIAN:

My first name is Christian, my last name is 'de Dieuleveult'...
 
 

                                                                    CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER:

What a strange and familiar name...Any Crusaders among your ancestors?

 

                                     CHRISTIAN:

(WITH PRIDE IN HIS VOICE) You bet... I carry an illustrious name: one of my French ancestors fought along Godefroid de Bouillon during the First Crusade: he helped liberate the Holy City of Jerusalem from the infidels in the year 1099!
 
 

                                                                    CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER:

Really? I was there too...but, fighting on the other side...

  (CHRISTIAN IS TAKEN ABACK… HE GLANCES AT THE NAMEPLATE ON THE DESK AND READS: SALADIN - CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER... HIDING HIS UNEASINESS, CHRISTIAN TRIES TO PLAY HIS TRUMP CARD).  

                                     CHRISTIAN:

Do you know that my name has a holy significance? Dieuleveult can be literally translated as 'God wants it to be!
 
 

                                                                   SALADIN:

You don't say: 'Inch Allah'!
 
 

(PULLING A SMALL TABLE UNDER HIS DESK, SALADIN UNVEILS A STRANGE MECHANICAL CONTRAPTION: A SORT OF ANALOG COMPUTER, RESEMBLING AN OUIJA BOARD, OPERATED BY A THREE-AXIS MANIPULATOR. WITH A LOT OF PRECAUTION, HE PROCEEDS TO SWITCH THE CONTRAPTION ON. A SET OF RED LIGHTS GLOW FOR A FRACTION OF A SECOND AND AN ' ON-LINE READY ' SIGN FLASHES ON THE DUSTY SCREEN. HE THEN PROCEEDS TO KEY-IN CHRISTIAN'S NAME, ONE LETTER AT THE TIME.
NOTHING HAPPENS... EXCEPT FOR THE RING OF A BUDDHIST PRAYER BELL RESONATING FROM UNDER HIS DESK).
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

Oh, No! The Net is down again: it's the second time this week...
 
 

(GOING TO THE ADJOINING ROOM, HE GIVES INSTRUCTIONS TO ONE OF HIS ASSISTANT, YEHUDA)

 

                   SALADIN:

We have to advise 'Lord Indra' urgently: he is the only one to have authority to repair the Central Hub!
 
 

                                                                  YEHUDA:

(WITH A ZEST OF A BRONX JEWISH HUMOR) Yeah, it's his Net after all...
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

What did we do the last time it happened?
 
 

                                                                  YEHUDA:

We called Archangel Gabriel: he keeps a flock of Angels on standby for these kinds of emergencies...
 
 

                                                                   SALADIN:

What are you waiting for: Issue a flying order!
 
 

                                                                   YEHUDA:

Whatever you say, boss!
 
 

                                                                   CHRISTIAN:

(WORRYING) What about me?
 
 

                                                                   SALADIN:

I cannot help you any further: don't you see that the system is down? : You seem to bring bad luck!
 

                                                    (SALADIN LEADS CHRISTIAN TO THE DOOR).
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

Bad luck? : I am the one stuck with this horrible 666 number: I can't stop thinking that it is a bad omen for the examination to come!
 
 

(MOMENTS LATER, THEY HEAR THE SOUNDS OF THEBEAN TRUMPETS PLAYING A SUCCESSION OF CHORDS IN A MYXO-LYDIAN MODE. THEY ALL GLIDE BACK TO THE CENTER OF THE AGORA: SOMETHING IMPORTANT IS GOING TO HAPPEN).
 
 

(GOVERNOR GANESH ADDRESSES THE CROWD THROUGH A POWERFUL P.A SYSTEM).
 
 

                                                                 GOVERNOR GANESH:

(IN A LOW BARITONE PITCH) Hear Ye! ... Hear Ye! This is Lord Ganesh, your Meta-Controller, speaking... We are sorry to report that we are experiencing some technical difficulties in the administrative processing of your files... This situation is due to a major breakdown of our Local Area Network. At this time, we expect some important delays in the processing of your applications for the coming 'Graduation Day Ceremony'. So, bear with me....

(UPON HEARING THIS, A FEW SENTIENT BEINGS IN THE AUDIENCE GROWL IN DISCONTENT).
 
 

                                                                 GOVERNOR GANESH:

In my quality of Lord protector of the Arts, I am glad to invite you to an exceptional concert by ' The John Coltrane Mystic Soul Orchestra'. This concert will take place in the Central Arena in one 'Earthly hour'. Thank you for your understanding and may 'The Meta -Lord' be with you...

(THE CROWD SLOWLY GLIDES TO THE CENTRAL ARENA WHERE HUNDRED OF THOUSANDS SOULS EAGERLY WAIT TO BE ENTERTAINED).
 
 

                                                                   CHRISTIAN:

(TURNING TO FRANCIS) I feel guilty!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

It is not your fault: You are not responsible for the maintenance of their equipment!
 
 
 
 

                                DRAKPA: (WICKEDLY) He is right! Good guardians of the soul often make lousy maintenance technicians, except, of course, in some motorcycle novels about Zen!

(THE BAND IS ALREADY WARMING UP, PLAYING A JOHN COLTRANE PIECE, CALLED 'A LOVE SUPREME', WHEN THEY ENTER THE ARENA).
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

(ADMIRATIVELY) John Coltrane is there...And so are ' The Prez', 'The Count' and 'The Duke')
 
 

                                                                    CHRISTIAN:

Look! : There in the background: Johan-Sebastian Bach is officiating in front of a huge altared Church organ!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

(ENTHUSIASTIC ABOUT THE ELECTRIFYING MOOD) Jaco Pastorius and Kenny Clarke are there too...What a unique combination of talent is represented here: it is a priceless moment of pure musical bliss: A once in a...(UNCONSCIOUSLY REPHRASING IT IN HIS MIND). A once in a deadtime occasion!
 
 

(AFTER THE CONCERT, THEY ALL DECIDE TO GO TO THE OUTSKIRT OF THE CITY AND ENJOY THE REST OF THE NIGHT: ZILLIONS OF STARS ARE SHINING WITH UNEQUALLED BRIGHTNESS. AT TIMES, FLICKERING TRACES OF COMET TRAJECTORIES ARE SLICING THROUGH THE DARK-BLUISH SKY. THEY SIT IN A CIRCLE, MESMERIZED BY THIS EXTRAORDINARY SPECTACLE OF LIGHTS).

 

                   CHRISTIAN:

Are there mosquitoes down here? (GESTURING WILDLY WITH HIS TWO EXTREMITIES TOWARDS HIS FOREHEAD) : I hate them!
 

(THEY ALL LAUGH HYSTERICALLY: CHRISTIAN'S FOREHEAD IS INDEED CROWNED BY TENS OF PICO-SIZED LIGHTS, FLYING RANDOMLY ABOVE HIS HEAD).
 
 

                                                                  VIRUSES:

(WITH HIGH-PITCHED VOICES, IN UNISON). Who are you to call us names? We have as much right as you to exist!
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

(DISGUSTED) Bugs deserve to be squashed!
 

                                                                   CHANDRA:

Not so...You might kill a future member of your family by mistake!
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

(WITH COCKINESS). How so?

 
                            CHANDRA:
Think about evolution: each species evolves through metamorphosis over the many eons of time, climbing slowly, by trial and error, the ladder of Universal evolution. As it is, each new species gets more sophisticated over time. The human race just happens to be at the crux of the evolutionary ladder at the time, but things might change: the human race might become instinct and replaced by another dominant species over time!
 

(SOON AFTER CHANDRA FINISHES HIS STATEMENT, A CLUSTER OF PICO-SIZED LIGHTS APPEARS ABOVE HIS HEAD AND A CHORUS OF HIGH-PITCHED VOICES IS HEARD)
 

                                                                 VIRUSES:

(IN UNISON) Well Said!
 

(HIGHLY AMUSED, RAMA REACTS TO THE INTRUDERS)
 

                                                                 RAMA:

Please identify yourselves!
 
 

                                                                 VIRUSES:

(REPLYING IN PERFECT UNISON) We are a bunch of Merry-go-round viruses trying to have fun"...
 
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

(REACTING NEGATIVELY, WITH A SENSE OF OUTRAGE) How can you have fun by infecting and spreading diseases to helpless sentient beings?
 
 

                                                                  VIRUSES:

(REPLYING IN PERFECT UNISON) We have a noble function in nature: We control the Earth's population growth!
We mean no harm: We just have a program to perform. That's all!
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

(LOOSING HIS TEMPER) You are a thread to humanity! Even Penicillin drugs don't seem to work against you anymore. (HYSTERICALLY) I know what I am talking about: my wife died after being infected by a H.I.V during a blood transfusion!
 
 

                                                                  VIRUSES:

(REPLYING IN A PERFECT HARMONY) H.I.V? : It is, unfortunately, an impossible goal for us to reach right now!
You see, we are all E.Coli viruses trying to climb the ladder of evolution. Maybe, one day, our time will come to be a part of the H.I.V elite: in that case, it would be a dream come true!
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

I have had enough: these kind of metaphysical discussions depress me beyond belief...
 

(CHRISTIAN LEAVES THE PARTY WITH PRECIPITATION)
 
 

                                                                  CHANDRA:

Do you think he got the message?
 
 

                                                                  ALL:

(REPLYING WITH A PERFECT HIGH-PITCHED HARMONY) I don't think so-o-o!
 
 

                                                                END OF ACT TWO

                                                                    ACT THREE
 

(A CONVERSATION TAKES PLACE BETWEEN THE ASSISTANT TO THE CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER, YEHUDA AND HIS BOSS SALADIN)
 
 

                                                                  YEHUDA:

It looks like a curse to me: one of Lord Satan's usual prank, I guess...
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

(WITH A PANIC STREAK IN HIS VOICE) You mean ...you cannot fix it?
 
 

                                                                  YEHUDA:

(COMPLAINING BITTERLY) I have to think it over…My back is killing me: Riding 'piggy-back' on an Angel, for Googols of miles, is not my idea of fun!
 
 

                                                                   SALADIN:

(IN AN URGING TONE OF VOICE) Is it a curse or a pure technical matter? I need to know...
 
 

                                                                  YEHUDA:

Let's see... Did you try to reboot the system when it was down?
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

I don't remember: I had to deal with an irritable soul complaining about his Universal number ending with the digits 666...

 

                   YEHUDA:

Hmm.. That's an interesting clue! Did the system break down after entering his identification number?
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

Immediately after that...
 
 

                                                                 YEHUDA:

Did you keep a record of his number?
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

Yes, I jotted it down on my central ledger: here it is! The number is HE - M - CH 316.144.180.087.300.067.080.046.141.619.666!
 
 

                                                                  YEHUDA:

Please bear with me: What do these three last digits signify again?
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

They are a Dharma coefficient! Why?
 
 

                                                                 YEHUDA:

(BEAMING) That's it: That's where the mistake occurred...

 

                  SALADIN:

I should have known better: that number is indeed the personal Dharma coefficient of Lord Satan!
(WITH INCREASING PANIC IN HIS VOICE) No one else is allowed to use it except him!
 

                                                                 YEHUDA:

Apparently, the random generator's software has a bug: I 'd better report it soon to KP and his Benedictine monks in
charge of writing the Code...
 

(HE RESETS SWITCHES IN A GIVEN SEQUENCE) In the meantime, we have to cancel that number at once!
(REBOOTING THE SYSTEM) O.K, Let's try it out, now!
 
 

                                                                 YEHUDA/SALADIN:

(SHOUTING AND CONGRATULATING EACH OTHER FOR A JOB WELL DONE)
It Works! ...It Works!
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

Wait! We have a problem...We just erased the Universal number of that Christian soul! : We have to provide him with a new one... Try to locate him, at once, and send him here.
 
 

(FRANCIS SPOTTED HER AS SHE GLIDED GRACEFULLY AND SOUNDLESSLY THROUGH THE CROWD. THE AURA EMANATING FROM HER SLEEK FIGURE SHINED EXCEPTIONALLY BRIGHT IN THE CREPUSCULE OF THE COMING NIGHT. BUT, WHAT HAD CALLED FRANCIS ATTENTION WAS HER CURVED AND FELINE TAIL COILED FIRMLY AGAINST HER ARCHING BACK: SHE LOOKED LIKE A BLACK PANTHER BUT WITH SOME HUMANOID FEATURES).
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

(JOKINGLY) Do you come here often?
 
 

                                                                  AMBROSIA:

(SARCASTICALLY) As often as I can: I really enjoy the place!
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

Where do you come from?
 
 

                                                                  AMBROSIA:

I am an Europaen...
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

(NOT THINKING FURTHER) One of my ancestors was European too...
 
 

                                                                  AMBROSIA:

Really? : How come you have no tail?
 

(FRANCIS LAUGHS POLITELY, BUT DOES NOT GET THE JOKE IMMEDIATELY)
 
 

                                                                 AMBROSIA:

I am from Jupiter's moon called 'Europa', not from the European Continent on Earth!
 
 
 
 

                                            FRANCIS: (BEWILDERED BY HIS STUPIDITY, HE INTRODUCES HIMSELF) I am Francis, an Earthling humanoid!
 
 

                                                                  AMBROSIA:

And I am Moontaj, but call me 'Ambrosia' for short...
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

(JOKINGLY) It seems like we are neighbors: we belong to the same Galaxy!
 
 

                                                                  AMBROSIA:

(WITH A SAD TWINGE IN HER VOICE) But we are not from the same species...
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

(INQUISITIVELY): What is your faith, if any?
 
 

                                                                   AMBROSIA:

I believe in Lord 'Krej'!
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

Could it be a contraction of 'Koresh', the Sun God, or maybe Krsna?
 
 

                                                                   AMBROSIA:

(POETICALLY) It could be! Time transforms words and the meanings we attach to them, by blowing them randomly into the wind of changes...
 
 

(FRANCIS AND AMBROSIA ARE INTERRUPTED IN THEIR THOUGHTS BY SOUNDS COMING FROM THEBEAN TRUMPETS)

                                     GOVERNOR GANESH: Hear Ye! Hear Ye! : This is Governor Ganesh again...I have the pleasure to let you know that the system is up and running again: We will now resume our operation as planned...I invite you to check the different Ceremonies we have planned for you this week: the schedules are now posted on the 'Bulletin Board' in the Central Agora…Thank you for your patience and may the Meta-Lord be with you...                                       END OF ACT THREE  

                      ACT FOUR
 
 

(IT IS SUNDAY, AND EVERYONE CONNECTED TO THE CHRISTIAN FAITH PROCEEDS TO THE CENTRAL ARENA. A HUMBLE MONK CALLS FOR EVERYONE'S ATTENTION BY POUNDING THE GROUND THREE TIMES WITH HIS PILGRIM'S WOODEN STAFF)
 
 

                                                                 GIORDANO BRUNO:

My name is Giordano Bruno...I have been asked to be your official Master of Ceremony for the day...

(HE CALLS FOR TOTAL SILENCE).
 
 

                                                                 GIORDANO BRUNO:

(RESPECTFULLY BOWING) I am pleased to welcome the God of all Gods: The supreme Meta-Lord himself.
 
 

(A SUCCESSION OF LOUD THUNDERBOLTS STREAM THROUGH THE SKY AS THE SUPREME DEITY MAKES ITS APPARITION IN THE FORM OF A GLOWING VORTEX OF FIRE.)
 
 

                                                                 THE SUPREME META-LORD:

I am 'THE SUPREME META-LORD', Creator of the Universe, Welcome to you all...
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

(WHISPERING TO FRANCIS) It 's strange, a hear a sort of female voice in my left ear and an old man's voice in my right ear...

 

                                            FRANCIS:

I hear it too!
 
 

                                                                CHRISTIAN:

(VISIBLY SHAKEN) We must be hallucinating...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I think it 's normal: God is genderless!
 
 

                                                                THE SUPREME META-LORD:

"I have good news and bad news for you... Let me first start with the bad news: I am slowly dying, wiped out of my energy. There is too much religion in the World and not enough spirituality. In America, I am a told, religious zealot and archaic fundamentalists have the audacity to claim to be the sole and only guardians of the purity of the faith: They claim to have full power to represent me: They coerce and indoctrinate by force anyone who does not espouse their ideas. Worst, amoral billionaire Tele-evangelists are collecting mountains of money by selling phony religious values to lost and credulous souls: religion has nothing to do, whatsoever, with human ethics! Last but not least, the Roman Catholics representatives of the clergy do not have one iota of faith left in their undertakings: Churches are deserted, priests are demoralized by the inertia of heavy Administrative centralization and the lack of new directions on the part of the leaders of the Church. Be warned: if no actions are soon taken, this system will soon perish and burn to the grounds"...
 
 

                                            THE SUPREME META-LORD: Spirituality, on the other hand, is the key to transcendal elevation of the Soul. I have given you a precious gift: a part of my inner soul, in the hope that you would cherish it, nurture it, make it grow and send it back to me and in eternal flowing process. Instead, you have given me empty words, deeds and promises: That is not the feedback that I expected...Beware, the Universe needs the atomic fusion of all the burning lights of the spiritual souls to continue to sustain itself. That was for the bad news...
 
 

                                                                THE SUPREME META-LORD:

Now, for the good news: ' The Anti-Christ' is coming! (A GROWLING SOUND COMES OUT OF THE HORRIFIED CROWD) I have contacted Lord Satan to help me with this matter and he has accepted it enthusiastically: We both agreed that Chaos is the only solution to untangle an unbearable situation on the verge of sclerosis and collapse...In view of that, I expect my son to be very busy in the decades to come.... That's all I had to say...
 
 

(IN AN INSTANT, THE GIGANTIC BALL OF FIRE RESORBS ITSELF INTO THE VOID' AND DISAPPEARS INTO THE GLOWING SKY).
 
 

                                                                 THE CROWD:

Amen!
 
 

(FATHER BRUNO THANKS THE CROWD AND INVITES THEM TO LEAVE THE ARENA IN A RESPECTFUL SILENCE)

(WHILE LEAVING THE ARENA, FRANCIS LOOKS AT A STUNNED AND BEWILDERED CHRISTIAN: HE HAS HIS TWO EXTREMITIES AROUND HIS EARS AND ALL HIS BEING IS SHAKING VIOLENTLY).
 
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

(CRYING HYSTERICALLY) I can't bear it anymore...

(FRANCIS COMFORTS CHRISTIAN AND LET HIM RECUPERATE ON HIS OWN. AFTER A WHILE, CHRISTIAN FEELS MUCH BETTER, BUT COLLAPSES AGAIN AFTER HEARING HIS NAME PAGED OVER THE P.A SYSTEM).
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

(IN A TOTAL PANIC) Did you hear that: I have to report to the Chief Sub-Controller to settle a matter of the utmost importance!

 

                                   FRANCIS:

Don't worry: it's going to be O.K.
 
 
 

(THEY ARE THE LAST ONE TO LEAVE THE ARENA. CHRISTIAN'S AURA HAS NOW TURNED FROM A PALE BLUE TO A PALE PINK COLOR. CHRISTIAN BEGS FRANCIS TO LET HIM REST ON HIM FOR SUPPORT).
 
 

(SOME STRANGER, DRESSED IN A LONG SILK YELLOW ROBE, APPROACHES FRANCIS)
 
 

                                                                    CHANG:

Is your friend O. K ? "Do you need some help?

 
                    FRANCIS:
Yes, it would be welcome...
 
 

                                                                    CHANG:

My name is Chang: I am a Taoist!
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

I am Francis...And, this is Christian...
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

I feel totally wiped out: this ceremony was too emotional for me to bear: I am confused...You see, as a true believer, the mere fact of being in the presence of God was a high point in my existence. On the other hand, hearing what God had to say, turned this unique experience into a nightmare for me. I am scared: I don't understand anymore what is happening...(HYSTERICAL) I need help, and fast! Can somebody help me?
 

(HEARING CHRISTIAN'S CRY FOR HELP, CHANDRA, RAMA AND DRAKPA GLIDE THROUGH THE CROWD, AS FAST AS THEY CAN, TO HELP)
 
 

                                                                DRAKPA:

What is happening? Why all this commotion?
 
 

                                                                CHRISTIAN:

I think that I am having a mental breakdown!

(CHRISTIAN HEARS HIS NAME PAGED A SECOND TIME OVER THE P.A SYSTEM)
 
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

(PANICKING) They are after me. I was right from the beginning about that awful 666 number: they want me to play a role in this 'Anti-Christ' conspiracy and betray my Lord Jesus-Christ
 

(THEY ALL LOOK AT EACH OTHER TOTALLY BEWILDERED)

 

                 FRANCIS:

I think you are overreacting... Let us analyze, calmly, what is troubling you. First, like all of us, you were given a random number upon your arrival here...You went to complain to the Chief Sub-Controller who used a contraption that eventually broke down. So What! Machines break down: We live in a random Universe...
 
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

I do not believe in randomness: everything should be well organized and have a spiritual purpose...
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

There is a lot of purpose in randomness!
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

(INTERRUPTING FRANCIS) But, can't we have both? : Should we not try to convert a maximum of beings to our faith and, at the same time, show them the highly spiritual messages of the Holy Bible?
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

I don't think that's what God meant: spiritual feelings cannot be conveyed through learning whole passages of a Holy book: it is a lonely and personal quest: a mystical and sublime elevation of the soul: a transcendental journey into the absolute...Now, if I understand his message correctly, God feels cheated: organized religion has failed miserably due to a deliberate refusal of non-evolution of the system. If nothing is done about it: it will eventually destroy itself, collapse and implode, just like any other system without negative feedback!

 

                 CHRISTIAN:

(UNCONVINCED) If that is so, why should God make an alliance with Satan, its archenemy, to destroy all the good deeds brought on Earth by his own son two millennia ago.
 
                    CHANDRA: God loves Satan and Satan worships God! The sole purpose of Satan's mission is to introduce Chaos into the system. For example, in the Saivite faith, Lord Ganesh- who is Shiva's son - is also Lord of the demonic Ganas. Even if they quarrel, once in a while, on a question of procedures, the demons always pay their respect to Lord Shiva...
 
 

                                                               CHRISTIAN:

(STILL UNCONVINCED) But, isn't Satan evil? Isn't he responsible for all our temptations and our wicked sins?
 
 

                                                                 RAMA:

Evil is not a force against God: all forces are God's forces!
 
 

                                                               DRAKPA:

Evil has no source: it is ignorance itself. What the ignorant perceives as evil, the enlightened ones see it as the actions of low minded and immature souls. I believe that what is called evil has its own mysterious purpose: the return of sentient beings self created Karma...In the Universe, there is no good or bad: there is not one thing out of place or wrong: God created everything in perfect balance!
 
 

                                                               FRANCIS:

(WITH A ZEST OF SARCASM) In my opinion, the two deities who could assume the role of the 'Anti-Christ' are Satan or Jesus-Christ himself!
 
 

                                                               CHRISTIAN:

What! This is blasphemy!"
 
 

                                                               CHANG:

(SMILING) Not so: remember the 'Yin' and the 'Yang' symbols: all actions create their opposite forces and opposite forces are necessary for all actions... Furthermore, each sign contains a minute amount of its opposite force: that's what equilibrium is all about...

 
               FRANCIS:
(SARCASTIC) As I see it, the Anti-Christ serves one function: to create Chaos and destruction of the current Christian religious system, while preparing for the right conditions to occur for the second coming of Jesus-Christ on Earth. At that time, Jesus would issue new guidelines for rebuilding the foundations of a new faith, based on contemporary ideas and Universal principles. God's idea is a clever political move: the Anti-Christ scenario could save the Christian faith, while getting rid of the worn-out archaic structures...
 
 

                                                                CHRISTIAN:

(SHOCKED) This is monstrous: I can't believe that I have such a blasphemous discussion with all of you...If there is no evil, what about the original sin? Don't we have to expiate our sins to repay for Adam's behavior?
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I think that the writers of that passage in the Old Testament got carried away: God's ' tree of knowledge' was just another way for him to introduce Adam to the concept of 'Free Will!

(THE EXCHANGE IS INTERRUPTED BY A GESTICULATING SHADOW WAIVING AT US FROM AFAR).
 
 

                                                                FATHER DOMINIQUE:

Are you Christian de Dieuleveult? : The one who complained about a wrong number?
 
 

                                                                CHRISTIAN:

(WITH APPREHENSION) The... one....ending in... 666?
 
 

                                                                FATHER DOMINIQUE:

Yes, that one: it was a wrong number indeed...I am father Dominique: the Chief sub-controller wants to see you urgently: Would you follow me please?
 
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

Do I have a choice?
 
 

                                                                 FATHER DOMINIQUE:

(GRINNING) I am afraid not: you are presently a recordless non-being...

 

                   END OF ACT FOUR

                   ACT FIVE

(EVERYONE ESCORTS CHRISTIAN TO THE BOOTH OF THE CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER. THEY ALL WAIT OUTSIDE FOR HIM).
 
 

                                                                 SALADIN:

(WITH A MENACING LOOK ON HIS FACE) Sit-down! You gave us a lot of trouble around here...We had to send a special Angel-messenger to Indraloka, where Lord Indra resides...After that, we had to find a technician with enough competence to repair our Central Hub. But, Inch Allah! I found what was wrong: Your number was mismatched with a number sequence reserved solely for Lord Satan...I immediately called him to let him know about the mismatch, but he already knew: his system went down too and a lot of his precious personal records were erased in the process...Needless to say, he was not very happy about it. Eventually, I was forced to give him your name: I hope you don't mind?
 
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

...N..no...
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

Good! You see, Lord Satan is a very important person around here and I don't want to loose my job or be restricted for future promotions...

(CHRISTIAN SINKS DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO ITS CHAIR)...
 
 

                                                                  SALADIN:

(GRINNING) Here is a new identification number: as you can see, it doesn't end with '666' anymore, but with '316 ': It is now a very innocent number!

(SALADIN ESCORTS CHRISTIAN TO THE DOOR)
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

(VISIBLY SHAKEN) I am afraid that my worries are not over yet...Satan knows my name now: he thinks I am the one responsible for the loss of all his personal files...(BITTERLY) I am doomed: what did I do to deserve all this?
 
 

                                                                 RAMA:

It could be a coincidence, but it could also be a manifestation of your personal Dharma too...
 
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

What do you mean exactly by Dharma?
 
 

                                                                 RAMA:

The personal Dharma is determined by our Karma - i.e. the totality of our good and bad actions and their reactions in this and previous lives - and the three Dharmas or Codes of conducts of this life: Universal, Social and Human...
 
 

                                                                 CHRISTIAN:

You mean moral conducts?
 
 

                                                                 RAMA:

Not really: moral conducts are dictated by Society to help maintain a kind of social order: Dharma is a highly spiritual and personal code of conduct between you and God!
 
 

                                                                  CHRISTIAN:

I should not tell you this, but I suddenly realize that I am doomed for eternity...

 

                    ALL:

(IN PERFECT UNISON) Aren't we all?
 
 

                                                                    CHRISTIAN:

My case is worse than any other is: I gunned down someone... He was a baby killer, an abortionist Doctor...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Was it premeditated or an impulsion of the moment?

 

                    CHRISTIAN:

An impulsion of the moment, I guess: I felt an urge to carry out justice in the name of the Pope and for the sake of preserving Christian moral values...I became an instant hero to my Congregation: I felt good because I had accomplished something positive in my life, by saving an infant from being murdered. A week later, I was in turn killed by the Doctor's wife!

(AN ANGRY FEMALE APPEARS SUDDENLY FROM NOWHERE)
 

                                                                   THE DOCTOR'S WIFE:

…And the Doctor's wife was in turn killed by you brother! Meet my husband, John, the Doctor that you mercifully slayed: Do you think it was worth it: all these killings in the name of Christian morality!
 
 

                   END OF ACT FIVE

                    ACT SIX

(FRANCIS, CHANDRA, DRAKPA MEET TWO ENTITIES IN ACTIVE DISCUSSION ABOUT ZOROSTRIANISM. BOTH ARE DRESSED IN A LONG WHITE  ROBE)                      FRANCIS: Hello! Please excuse my nosiness, but I hear that you went to the Zoroastrian Ceremony. How was it?
 

                                                                    JULIAN:

It was depressing...Very depressing!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What do you mean?
 
 

                                                                    JULIAN:

We know what we are talking about...Let me introduce myself: I am Julian and this is Ashavan.
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

And I am Francis: please meet my two friends Chandra and Rama"
 
 

                                                                   CHANDRA/RAMA

(IN UNISON) Hello!
 
 

                                                                   JULIAN:

I was once a Roman Emperor!
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

(QUIPPING) I now recognize the profile of your face: I was once a numismatic collector in my past lifetime.
 
 

                                                                   JULIAN:

Are you a Christian?
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

Well, I am a sort of an agnostic craving for spirituality, I am afraid.
 
 

                                                                   JULIAN:

Thank God: I can't forget what the KP conspiracy did to us: they robbed us of most of our Mithraic rites and symbols and used it for political purposes. Worst, concurrent Churches destroyed all traces of our Temples and build their own Churches on top of the ruins...
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

Who is this KP you are referring to?
 
 

                                                                   JULIAN:

(CAUTIOUSLY) I don't want to say more about his true identity: he is still around...That egomaniac deceiver once went so far as to consider himself the 'Alpha and the Omega' of the World.

 
                    FRANCIS:
How so?                     JULIAN: At that time in history, the Jews were staging an open war in Galilee against the Roman Empire: it was a hidden tread to the Roman aristocratic way of life. So, this KP and his family - who, by the way, were all related to the Caesars of the time and hence were my ancestors- devised a demonic plan to confuse and divide the Jews: write a 'New Torah' book, which they would label 'The New Testament' and use it for propaganda purposes...In doing so, they hoped the majority of the Jewish people would endorse this new 'Holy Book' that they had written and be manipulated more easily into the contemporary Roman way of thinking. Then, adding cynicism to infamy, KP even went so far as to conceive a numerical coding system, based on Pythagorean numbers, to express his and his family true identity while making sure to 'copyright' his work so that nobody could claim it later on...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Strange indeed...
 
 

                                                                    ASHAVAN:

Are you familiar with our religion?
 
 

                                                                     FRANCIS:

Not much...

                      ASHAVAN: Originally, our religion started in Persia a long time ago. Heavily influenced by the Rig-Veda scriptures, our first God, Lord Ahura-Mazda, was in reality Agni, The fire God of the Hindu mythology. Lord Zoroaster, our most precious prophet, wrote abundant religious Holy books on the subject. The son of Lord Ahura-Mazda, Lord Mithra, was born, of a Virgin, on winter's Solstice in a Rock cave. Magis and shepherds adored him: The Mystic Rock 'Petra' was used to celebrate the worship of Tammuz, Bel and Merodach during winter's Solstice: It was the Festival of the birth of the Sun.
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What you are telling me resembles strangely to the story of the birth of Jesus Christ...
 
 

                                                                    ASHAVAN:

Not so: this was half-a-Millenary before Jesus was born! Do you want to know more?
 
 

                                                                     FRANCIS:

(INTERESTED) Please do...
 
 

                                                                     ASHAVAN:

According to the legend, Lord Mithra, like Lord Jesus, carried a lamb on his shoulders and wore a seamless tunic attached to his flanks by a sacred knotted chord: the Kusti. Wearing a Phrygian hat, he was seated on the mystic rock 'Petra' among the twelve altars. On his sides the bearer of the heavenly keys: the keys of Heaven and Hades. In the left foreground, a servant carrying an unlighted torch, pointing to the ground, symbolizing Darkness. In the right foreground, another servant holding a lighted torches high above his head, symbolizing Light. Like Jesus, Lord Mithra turned water into wine and walked on water like Poseidon. He was also the Creator, Mediator and Judge of the dead. As Lord of Light, he was often represented knifing the primeval Bull, symbol of fecund activity...
 
 

                                                                     FRANCIS:

Strange coincidence, indeed.
 
 

                                                                     ASHAVAN:

You haven't heard anything yet..."The important things to remember is that Lord Mithra, as the 'mythical lamb' carried the attributes of the seven Spirits and the seven Stars" he continued. Finally, he was always represented pictorially, inside a holy triangle" he pursued.
 
 

                                                                      FRANCIS:

The 'Trikona' of Lord Siva, representing 'The Holy Trinity'?
 
 
 

                                                                      ASHAVAN:

Right so! After the conquest of Babylon, by the Persians in 539 B.C, the Mithraic religion became the official religion of the Church of Babylon. At that time, the high Priest wore a 'Mithra', along with a white tunic and red military boots. Later on, in 730 B.C, most of the Middle-East was under Assyrian influence, and the Mithraic religion spread into Palestine. Eventually, the cult of Lord Mithra replaced the two faced Roman God Janus in the Roman Empire" said Ashavan.
 
 

                                                                      JULIAN:

In my time as an Emperor, the Mithraic initiation of my soldiers, consisted of various initiatic practices: the sharing of the sacred cake 'myazd' with water, the marking of a cross on my soldiers forehead and the rite of the 'Twelve episodes' said Julian...
 
 

                                                                      FRANCIS:

You mean, like the 'Twelve labors of Hercules?
 
 

                                                                     JULIAN:

Yes, sort of...At that time, the Chief Priest of the Mithraic cult in Rome was called 'Papa' or Father, and the worship of the cult was conducted under the Capitol, alongside a Temple dedicated to Goddess Cybele.
 
 

                       JULIAN: At the beginning of my reign, I felt attracted to the Christian religion, because the overwhelming similitude with the Mithraic faith. Being tolerant by nature, I believed in the peaceful coexistence of different faiths alongside each other. But, then, I felt more and more disgusted by the proselytizing and intimidating tactics used by the Roman clergy to attain their goal: destroy any traces of the Mithraic cult they shamelessly pilfered and cannibalized. After my death, in 363 A.D, my successor Emperor Jovian, let the Roman clergy destroy one of the last relics of our Mithraic Temple on the Capitol, by allowing them to build a huge Church on what is now called 'The Vatican Mount'. Then, adding insult to infamy, they labeled me 'Julian the Apostate': this is how I was remembered in History!  

                        FRANCIS:

A sad story indeed...
 
 

                                                                        JULIAN:

The worst is that, since then, my personal Dharma has been greatly affected: I cannot forget their character assassination...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Have you gone through transmigration since that time?
 
 

                                                                  JULIAN:

No, I am still waiting: my Counselor tells me all this time that I have to learn to let go and forget what happened. But I can't...
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

Did you try to meditate?
 
 

                                                                   JULIAN:

I did, but my anger is too powerful!
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

Who is your Counselor?
 
 

                                                                  JULIAN:

Father Giordano Bruno: the Catholic Church martyred him because of his 'so called' heretic views...
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

I know the case" I replied sadly.
 
 

                                                                   JULIAN:

You see, compared to me, he is a Holy man: he pardoned his Jesuit tormentors a long time ago: I heard that some of them are still in a reeducation and indoctrination camp...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

They surely had some bad Karma to account for...
 
 

                                                                    END OF ACT SIX
 

                                                                     ACT SEVEN

(THE NEXT MORNING CHANDRA AND RAMA WENT TO THE KRSNA FAITH CEREMONY. FRANCIS IS WAITING FOR THEM, DURING THE NOON BREAK, AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE SOUTHERN GATE)
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Hello! How was the morning event?
 
 

                                                                    CHANDRA:

Very well indeed...The Ceremony started early in the day: the Arena was already full by sunrise...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

(QUIPPING) It is true, that Hindus have the reputation to take their time in their rejoicing...
 
 

                                                                    CHANDRA:

As it is the custom, the Ceremony started with a plaintiff song performed by hundreds of musicians, singers and dancers: it was a morning Raga perfectly suited for the occasion. After a while, the music faded way, except for a long and lasting 'drone' played by hundreds of Sitar players. Then, we heard a long drum roll followed by huge percussive sounds coming out of hundreds of Tablas and Banyas: everyone knew that the real show was about to begin...Krsna's father, Vasudeva, was the M.C for the day.

      RAMA: I loved it, when Vasudeva introduced Lord Arjuna, The Charioteer : everyone present bowed down at once to the floor! At that moment, Lord Arjuna entered the Arena on a huge chariot of Gold, pulled by 100 white horses, and followed by his Court of demons of all kinds. Kurma, the tortoise, was the first one to come out of the chariot; then, came Varàha, the boar and Nrsimha, the lion. The last one to come out was Vàmana, the dwarf, carrying Matsya, the fish, in a chiseled golden bowl... After putting the golden bow with great care on the ground, the dwarf sat on the tortoise and waited alongside the lion and the boar. Lord Arjuna, holding tightly his horse bridoon reins, was the only one to remain on board the chariot. The demons, out of respect, waited respectfully behind him.

                                                                  CHANDRA:

Then, Vasudeva welcomed Lord Brahma, the grandfather and creator of humanity. As in the previous ceremonies, a succession of loud thunderbolts streamed through the sky, as a glowing vortex of fire came above the audience. "I am Lord Brahma, the Grandfather, Welcome to all of you," said the thunderous voice. "I have bad news for you: I am slowly fading away, by the lack of spiritual energy" he said. Where are the days when mystic sannyasins distributed knowledge and protection to households in exchange for a bowl of rice and a spoonful of tandoori? "Nowadays, they have been replaced by slick salesmen going from door to door to sell their plastic material wares... I need all the spiritual energy you can spare to continue to sustain myself during this difficult period of my long day".... He also warned us: "Beware, Beware, for the night is upon us". Then, the instant ball of fire resorbed itself into a tiny 'Bindu' and disappeared swiftly into the sky. "AUM" replied the galvanized audience.
 
 

                                                                  RAMA:

At that given moment, Arjuna, the boar, the lion, the dwarf and the fish disappeared instantly. Lord Krsna, himself, took their place on the platform of Arjuna's Golden Chariot. The demons did not move and remained in place. "Dear living entities...I am Lord Krsna, 'The Supreme Enjoyer' he said. "I have asked 'The Grandfather ' to give you a few words of welcome, before my appearance tonight. I have good news for you" said Lord Krsna. "As you already know, the age of Kali-Yuga started 5.000 Earth years ago, and although the World is going through a cycle of strife, ignorance, irreligion and vice, it is a necessary price to pay for the coming of the golden age of Satya-Yuga: a cycle of virtue, wisdom and profound religiousness only 427.000 Earth-years way" said Krsna. According to popular scientific ideas of our times, the Universe is infinite and in full expansion. That is not completely true: The Universe is finite and will continue to expand until its half-life of 155.500.040.000.000 Earth years" explained Lord Krsna...Past that limit, the Universe will deflate, like a giant balloon, and resorb itself into a tiny 'Bindu' and then into the void. This happening will, unfortunately, coincide with the death of our beloved grandfather, The Creator, Lord Brahma" he explained to be bewildered audience. "So, you see: You should not worry: all souls have yet ample time to resolve their Dharma and attain Nirvàna in due time" said Krsna. "That's all I have to say," said 'The Supreme Enjoyer', while pulling the bridoon reins of his hundred white horses. In no time, the Golden Chariot gained speed, took off and disappeared swiftly into the sky, while all Demons waved a last goodbye. "AUM" responded the crowd. Spontaneously, thousands of voices started to sing the 'Hare Krsna' theme song, accompanied by hundreds of musicians and Katakali dancers.
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

(PENSIVELY) I feel that there is a definitely resemblance with Sunday's Christian Ceremony: It seems that the message is intrinsically the same, but....

                                                                   CHANDRA:

The myth is different?

                    FRANCIS: Exactly! It makes me think about what Joseph Campbell said on the subject of myths. According to him, myths serve several purposes. Firstly, on a metaphysical level, they awaken or help maintain an experience of awe, humility and respect in recognition of the ultimate mysteries of life. Secondly, on a social level, they validate and help maintain a social order. Finally, on a cosmological level, they provide an image of the Universe and try to explain in layman terms, how it works. For him, myths are neither true nor false: they are both...

                                                                   RAMA:

Anyhow, they always provide very useful fiction stories...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I loved the part when Lord Brahma describes the 'Genesis' of the World: it reminds me of the 'Old Testament'...
 
 

                                                                RAMA:

It is a highly colored description indeed...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I also liked the part narrated by Lord Vishnu about ' The Deluge', especially the allegory of the fish saving humanity"....
 
 

                                                                 RAMA:

All religions originate from the same source: they are the reflections of human collective unconsciousness...
 

(IN THE AFTERNOON, CHANDRA AND RAMA GO BACK TO THE ARENA, TO ATTEND THE SAIVITE CEREMONY. FRANCIS IS WAITING FOR THEM,  AT DUSK,  AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE SOUTHERN GATE)
 
 

                                                                   RAMA:

What a memorable afternoon!
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

I am glad to hear you had a nice time!
 
 

                                                                   RAMA:

As we entered the Arena, Goddess Mahàmaya, 'The Great Illusion', progenitrix of the illusory Universe, was just  introducing Lord Vishnu, 'The Almighty Preserver'.  Everyone present bowed down to the floor with humility.

                                                                   RAMA:

Suddenly, we heard a loud sound of flapping wings and Garuda, the Giant bird, appeared in the sky and swirled three times around the Arena. He eventually landed and deposed the Blue-faced Lord Vishnu near a Golden stage, adorned by a huge 'Baldaquin', where his personal suite and Court of demons and ghosts were waiting. He stepped on the stage, handed his bow and his discus to a servant and lay down slowly on his favorite bed, the snake Nagà, surrounded by hundreds of female Apsaras dancers.
 
 

                                                                   CHANDRA:

A respectful silence followed..."I am delighted to welcome now Lord Shiva, 'The Almighty Destroyer' " said Goddess Mahàmaya. Dancing on his favorite mount, the bull Nandin, 'The King of Dancers' appeared flamboyant with his red locked hairs...Everyone present bowed down to the floor out of respect. Lord Shiva held a drum in his upper right hand; his lower right hand was raised in a blessing; his upper left hand held a flame while his lower left hand pointed in the direction of his right foot. After a dexterous and unexpected somersault jump, he majestically walked to the second stage, adorned by a golden 'Baldaquin', where his personal suite and Court of demons and ghosts were waiting. "I am now pleased to welcome Lord Brahma, 'The Creator and Grandfather of Humanity" said Mahàmaya. As in the previous days, a succession of loud thunderbolts streamed through the sky as a glowing vortex of fire came above the bewildered crowd.

                                                                   RAMA:

Then, a loud voice said "I am Lord Brahma, Welcome to you all"...
"Many Meta-Kalpas ago, I was born from the primeval 'Golden Egg' of creation. I am the Creator of Gods, Demons, Fathers and Men "said Brahma. My sons, the Demons, first originated from my buttocks: from my discarded body the night was born. Then, I took another form having the quality of 'Sattva', and Gods were born from my face: from my discarded body arose the day. Then, taking another body, I created 'The Fathers': from my discarded body the Twilight was born. I then took another body, having the quality of 'Raja ', and Human beings were born: Then, I took another body, made mostly of 'Tamas' and 'Rajas', and dark and hungry Raksasas arose from me: together with these, there came snakes, Yaksas, Gandhervas and other creatures. I then emitted birds from my vigor member, created sheeps from my breasts, goats from my mouth, cows from my stomach and horses from my foot. From my limbs I created donkeys, elephants, buffaloes, antelopes, camels, mules and others. From my body hairs I created herbs and roots. From my mind were born my ten 'mind-sons'. Later, Daksa, the Progenitor, came from my right thumb, Dharma from my nipple and Kama from my heart. Anger came from between my eyebrows and greed from my lower parts. Then, delusion came from my mind; lust, from my egotism; joy from my throat and death from my eyes: These are my ten sons.

                                                                   CHANDRA:

Brahma pursued "Cleaving my body in two, I put the Goddess Savitri in my heart, in order to create the World; one half of myself I made into a woman body (Brahimi), the other half into a man. Later, a girl was limb born: when I looked at my feminine creation I was smitten by the arrows of love. I tried not to stare at her beauty in front of my nine sons, in case they would disapprove of my behavior. Then a face, with pale cheeks, appeared on the right side of my head; then, another face appeared in the back, with lips quivering; then, a third face appeared, due to my love sickness and a fourth face on the left side wounded by love's arrow. Scared of not being able to see her, when she jumped into the air, I created a fifth face and hid it in my matted hairs. I then proceeded to tell my sons that, from now on, they were in charge to procreate new Gods, demons and other beings. When my sons had left, I went with her inside the Pavilion, within the Lotus, and coupled with her sexually for 100 years. After a long time, she bore me a son called Manu: the father of Humanity"! Now, I am getting old, very old: I am slowly dying, drained out of my energy"...Beware, of the Age of Kali, for the night is upon you"... That's all I have to say," he concluded. Suddenly, the ball of fire resorbed itself into a tiny 'Bindu' and disappeared into the sky. "AUM" replied the bewildered crowd.

                                                                    RAMA:

After that, the Blue-faced Lord Vishnu, 'The Almighty Preserver' was introduces by Mahàmaya. Lord Vishnu raised from his bed of snake and spoke to the crowd. "Many Kalpas ago, King Manu, after attaining supreme Yoga, went to Heaven. After a Million years had passed, Lord Brahma said to him: Choose a boon".
King Manu replied "Make me the protector of all standing and moving creatures when the dissolution comes"... "So be it" replied Lord Brahma. Once, when King Manu was making water offerings, he saw a small fish. The King put the fish into a bowl, but the fish soon outgrew the bowl, so the King had to put the fish into a pond then, after that, into a Lake, then into the Sea... But the fish kept on growing and soon filled the whole Ocean. "Who are you?" said King Manu: "Are you Vasudeva or a demon?"... The praised Matsya replied: "'Sadhu-Sadhu', You have recognized me"... "Soon, ô King, the Earth shall be flooded with water; with its mountains, trees and forests"... "There will be a draught on the surface of the Earth lasting a hundred years and a brutal famine. After that, the entire world will be burned to ashes. "Seven rain clouds will bring destruction and as they flood the Earth, clouds will form, because of the fires and the turbulent Oceans will merge together into a single Sea"...
"A boat has been constructed by a group of all the Gods, in order to rescue all living creatures. Put two species of all these helpless creatures in the boat and save them. When the boat is battered by the wind, fasten it to my horn" said Matsya. "This is the story how King Manu and Matsya the fish saved humanity from disaster" said Lord Vishnu, while resuming his rest on his bed made out of a coiled snake. "AUM" replied the crowd.
 
 
 

                        CHANDRA: Goddess Mahàmaya thanked Lord Vishnu and introduced, the Blue-faced Lord Shiva 'The Almighty Destroyer' to the audience.
Jumping out of his seat with the grace of an accomplished dancer, Lord Shiva, suddenly changed his appearance into a beggar: his naked body smeared with white ashes and wrapped in a Leopard skin and wearing a 'Vel' in his left hand.
"Welcome, I am Lord Shiva" he said.
"Rejoice, Rejoice, for we are now in the age of Kali-Yuga: a Golden Age for purification of your deeds. Just as the intense fire of the furnace purifies gold, suffering purifies the soul to resplendence... That which is known as evil arises from the instinctive-intellectual nature, which I created as dimensions of experiences to strengthen your soul and further its spiritual evolution.                     CHANDRA: "The nature of the World is based on duality: it contains each thing and its opposite: joy and sorrow, goodness and evil, love and hate. Through experience of these, we learn to evolve, finally seeking truth beyond all opposites. There is a divine purpose, even in the existence of suffering in the World: it is a natural part of human life and the impetus for much spiritual growth for the soul" said Shiva.
Suddenly, he transformed himself again into his original form: a four handed and four-legged deity interpreting a Cosmological dance accompanied by the music coming out of his flute. "AUM' replied the crowd.
Goddess Mahàmaya thanked everyone present for their attendance. Then, one by one, the deities left. Lord Vishnu was the first one to take-off with Guaruda. Then, Lord Shiva left on his white bull Nandi, accompanied by his Court of demi-Gods, demons and ghosts.
We all left the Arena, while a long musical 'drone' sounded into the night.
 
 
 
 

(THEY ALL GLIDE BACK TO THE CENTRAL AGORA, WITH DEEP REFLECTING THOUGHTS GOING THROUGH THEIR MINDS)

                                                              END OF ACT SIX
 

                                                                   ACT SEVEN
 

(SUDDENLY FRANCIS SEES A FAMILIAR SHADOW, IN THE CROWD)
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

(EXCITED) André! : Is that you?
 
 

                                                                  ANDRE

Hello, Father...
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

(EMOTIONALLY HUGGING THE SHADOW) I am so happy that we meet again: I missed you a lot!
 
 

                                                                  ANDRE:

I missed you too...
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

You know, I felt very guilty after your violent death in a car accident at the age of nineteen.
 
 

                    ANDRE: I know: I have been monitoring you ever since...Grandfather and Grandmother and all our ancestors came to pay me a visit upon my arrival here: most are in Ptrloka, but Some are in Nirvana...
 
 

                                                                  FRANCIS:

QUIPPING) Our family has always been an odd collection of idealistic fools and Saints, In am afraid...
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

You bet! (BECOMING SERIOUS AGAIN) How come you never told me about my sister?
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

It 's my fault, I should have told you about her when you were still with us but the circumstances were not favorable...
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

She is so beautiful...
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

And bright too! She has a strong personality!
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

You mean, she has a bad temper?
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

No, but she is sometimes too cocky!
 
 

                                                                    ANDRE:

Just like the rest of our family!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

(LAUGHING) I am afraid so...
 
 

                                                                    ANDRE:

How is Mike doing?
 
 

                    FRANCIS: Fine.... I miss him a lot, too...
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

Me too...
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

How come you are still here?
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

I did poorly upon my examination, but thanks to some protectors of the Arts, I was allowed to remain here...

 

                    FRANCIS:

What do you do, exactly?
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

I am working as an 'Illumination Specialist ' in the Banners & Signs Section: Adolf Hitler is my Supervisor!
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

(INCREDOUS) Do you mean 'THE' Adolf Hitler?
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

That's him all right!
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

But, I thought that he was rotting in Hell for eternity!
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

He must have had connections: he was paroled after half-a-Century of indoctrination in a special rehabilitation camp: he is now waiting for his turn to be transmigrated...He is now a sweet and humble old man, but I hate his watercolors!
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

(UNCONVINCED) Really?
 
 

                                                                   ANDRE:

(HUGGING FRANCIS) Sorry, but I have to leave now: I have to finish my 'Mandala' for the Buddhist ceremony tomorrow. See you soon, Father....

                    FRANCIS: Bye, son…
 
 
 

(THE NEXT DAY, FRANCIS HEARS A VOICE CALLING HIS NAME AND SEES THE FAMILIAR SHADOW OF DRAKPA GLIDING TOWARD HIM, FOLLOWED BY TWO HILARIOUS SHADOWS DRESSED IN BRIGHT ORANGE MONK'S ROBES).
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

Good afternoon! I'd like you to meet my great teacher; Master Tensing and his friend Master Ryokwan....

 

                                    MASTER TENSING:

Hello!
 
 

                                                                   MASTER RYOKWAN:

Hello! Call me the Great Fool...
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

I am deeply honored to meet both of you!
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

(BEAMING) They came all the way from 'Samsara' to greet me: What an honor!
 
 

                                                                   MASTER RYOKWAN:

We were wondering why you were delayed in your 'Moksha?
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

(SADLY) I missed 'The Great Perpendicular Path', I am afraid...
 
 

                                                                    MASTER RYOKWAN:

Anyway, congratulation to both of you! May your journey through 'The Great Death' be fruitful to you...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

I have a question, which has been bugging me for a long time: What is the meaning of the sound 'RI'?
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

On the absolute and metaphysical level, 'RI' means 'The Universal'...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What is the meaning of 'MU'?
 
 

                                                                    MASTER RYOKWAN:

It means 'nothingness'.... Likewise, the expression 'U' means 'being...For example, in Christianity, beings worship God, through their faith in order to attain salvation.... In Buddhism, beings (U) seek 'nothingness' or 'non-being' (MU), through enlightenment, in order to attain 'self-awakening', which is the universal 'RI'!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

But what is 'absolute nothingness'?
 
 

                                                                    MASTER TENSING:

Absolute nothingness is beyond the duality of 'nothingness' and 'something ness!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What is 'emptiness'?

 

                    MASTER TENSING:

Emptiness (KU) is the negation of both affirmation and negation!
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

What is 'The Middle-Way'?
 
 

                                                                    MASTER RYOKWAN:

The Middle-Way' should not be taken as a 'mid-way' between two poles: it is the overcoming of bipolarity itself!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

So, if I understand well: I am in emptiness and emptiness is in me...
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

You got it!
 

(THE DISCUSSION IS INTERRUPTED BY THE APPARITION OF CHANG, THE TAOIST, WEARING A LIGHT BLUE ROBE)
 
 

                                                                    CHANG:

Hello Everybody!

 
                    FRANCIS:
Hello Chang! We were just talking about the notion of 'being' and 'non-being'...What is the essence of 'being' in the Tao?
 
 

                                                                    CHANG:

Our Master Lao-Tzu said 'being' is the product of 'non-being'!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

I do not always grasp the logic of negation...
 
 
 

                    CHANG: The negation of negation is absolute affirmation!
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:
 

Uh?
 

                                                                    CHANG:
 

Chuang-Tzu once said: "If there was a beginning, then there was a time before that beginning. And a time before the time which was before the time of that beginning. If there is 'existence', there must have been 'non-existence'. And if there was a time when nothing existed, then there must have been a time before that when even nothing did not exist. So, when 'nothing' came into existence, could one really say whether it belonged to the category of 'existence' or of 'non-existence'?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

I hate to say so, but my Cartesian logic is definitely not suitable for metaphysical discussions"...
 
 

                                                                    MASTER RYOKWAN/TENSING/CHANDRA:

(IN UNISON) Mu!
 
 

                                                                   END OF ACT SEVEN
 

                                                                   ACT EIGHT

(WHILE GLIDING THROUGH THE AGORA, I SPOTTED AMBROSIA: SHE WAS ACCOMPANIED BY A TALL NON-HUMANOID BEING, DRESSED IN A LONG SILVERED COLOR ROBE)
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

Hello, Ambrosia!: I am so happy to see you again...
 
 

                                                                AMBROSIA:

Hello Francis! Please meet my new friend Xuj: he is a from the planet 'Uranus 1'
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

Hi!
 
 
 

(NOTE: A VOCODER SHOULD BE USED TO IMITATE THE VOICE OF XUJ)
 
 

                                                                XUJ:

(WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) Hello!

 

                AMBROSIA:

We just came back from attending the non-denominational Intergalactic Non-humanoid faith...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

Tell me all about it...

 

                AMBROSIA:

Well, the ceremony started early this morning. In the center stage of the Arena, several Gods and demi-Gods - some resembling 'Minotaurus' - were waiting for the ceremony to begin. Behind them, their suites of demons and ghosts. Among them, Lord Krom, 'The Annihilator' and Lord Matsum' The Sustainer'. Suddenly, a succession of high-pitched electronic sound clusters, masked partially by white noise, drew everyone's attention: the ceremony was about to begin.
A succession of loud thunderbolts streamed through the sky as a glowing ball of fire appeared above the crowd.
 
                  AMBROSIA: A loud voice said, " I am Lord Krej, 'The Supreme Meta-Lord'…Welcome to all of you... Many parsecs ago, I was born from the primeval 'Golden Egg' of creation... From the collision of original particles with anti-matter, I created 'light'. From stable Deuterium gases I created Helium: the gas that most of you breathe " he explained. "After a cool-off period, which lasted 700.000 years, I paired the atomic nuclei with the electrons: the Universe was then divided with equal amount of matter and energy. After a long time, gases merged together and under gravitational attraction, Galaxies and Stars were born... In order to equalize all forces evenly I created along with matter, it's opposite force: anti-matter. Both forces are necessary to attain a perfect equilibrium: matter needs anti-matter and vice-versa".
                  AMBROSIA: Lord Krej further explained: "You are now experiencing a state of anti-matter ness... Soon, most of you will return to your Worlds where matter is prevalent and you will crave for this state of anti-matter ness.  Beware, the only reality you should seek to attain is 'enlightenment': a mystical state where matter and anti-matter are irrelevant and superfluous. "That's all I have to say' said 'The Supreme Meta-Lord'. In an instant, the ball of fire resorbed itself into a tiny 'Bindu' and disappeared into the sky. "HUOM" replied the crowd.
 
 

                                                                   XUJ:

(WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) Then, clusters of electronic sounds were heard and Lord Krom, in splendid Warlord attire, came forward. Everyone bowed down to the ground. "Welcome, I am Lord Krom, 'The Annihilator'...
"Rejoice, Rejoice for we are now in the age of Aguy-Ilak: a golden age for purification of your deeds... Just as the intense fire of atomic conflagration purifies the grounds of the battlefields, suffering purifies the soul to resplendence. That which is known as 'evil' arises from the instinctive-intellectual nature, which I created as dimensions of experiences to strengthen your soul and further its spiritual evolution.
 
 

                   XUJ: (WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) …The nature of the Universe is based on duality of polarity as in the 'Holy Sine Wave'. Indeed, 'The mother of all waves' contains a positive side and a negative side in one period of time. Through experience, we realize that it does not matter what polarity we are in: the virtual truth resides in the analog ground state: a mental state beyond all opposites" Lord Krom explained...There is a divine purpose, even in the existence of suffering in the Worlds: it is a natural part of all life and the impetus for much spiritual growth for the soul. But, beware of unwanted harmonics or, even worse, unwanted bias: they might jeopardize the shape and the delicate balance needed for genuine spiritual evolution....
 
 

                                                                   XUJ:

(WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER "Finally, always remember to apply negative feedback to control and monitor the state of the Holy Sine Wave: this is the key to happiness "said Lord Krom, while sitting down on his Throne. "NHUOM" replied the crowd respectfully.
 
 

                                                                    AMBROSIA:

Then, the second deity stepped in and said: "Welcome, I am Lord Matsum, 'The Sustainer'...Many eons ago, King Unam, after attaining illumination went to Heaven. After a million years had passed Lord Krej, 'The Supreme Meta-Lord' said to him: choose a boon". Lord Unam replied " Make me the protector of all standing and moving creatures when the dissolution comes"... "So, be it " replied the Supreme Grandfather. One day, the King was making gas offerings and he saw a small Garud bird made out of Chromium. The King put the bird into a small iron cage, but the bird soon outgrew the cage and the King had to put it into a bigger iron cage...But, the bird kept on growing. After that; the King put the bird into a small iron house, then into a bigger house, then into the Stratosphere, then into the Ionosphere, then into a Galaxy, then into a cluster of Galaxies.

 
                    XUJ:
(WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) "Who are you?" asked King Ulam. "Are you a God or a demon?"...The praised giant metallic bird replied 'Uhdas-Uhdas': you have recognized me"..."Soon, Ô King most of the Galaxies will be flooded by poisonous Oxygen and all life will be destroyed for a hundred years"..."An Intergalactic spaceship has been constructed by a group of all the Gods, in order to rescue all living species ... "Put two units of each species in the ship and save them"..."When the spaceship will be battered by Cosmic magnetic thunderstorms or by a shower of Asteroids, fasten it to my neck and you will not be harmed "said the giant bird...
 
                      XUJ: (WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) "This is the story on how King Unam and Garud 'The giant Chromium bird' saved beings from disaster " said Lord Matsum, while sitting down on his Throne. "NHUOM" replied the audience in a respectful way. Again, Clusters of Electronic sounds vibrated through the Arena, Then, the two deities proceeded to leave the center stage, followed by their personal attendants of Intergalactic demons and ghosts.
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Well, it was very enlightening, but strange in many ways...

 

                    AMBROSIA:

Strange in what ways?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What struck me as unusual was the general tone of the ceremony: it was highly scientific and technical!
 
 

                                                                    XUJ:

(WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) Are you surprised? We, non-earthlings, are very sophisticated and well versed into scientific matters, you know...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

No doubt about that!: As an E-music Composer, I particularly liked the analogy of the 'Holy Sine Wave'!
 
 

                                                                    AMBROSIA:

We all live in an analog Universe!
 
 

(THEY ALL ARRIVE IN THE CENTRAL AGORA: FRANCIS SEES CHANDRA AND RAMA DISCUSSING WITH DRAKPA AND CHANG)
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Hi! Everyone! : Let me introduce to you Ambrosia and my new friend Xuj.
 

(EVERYONE GREATS EVERYONE. SUDDENLY A STRANGER APPROACHES THEM, WEARING AN OFF-WHITE COLORED ROBE)
 
 

                                                                    KARNAC:

Holy Swaztika, is it you?
 
 

                                                                    RAMA:

It's me all right! Meet Karnac, the Jainist: an old friend of mine...We were having a discussion about the meanings of religious symbols...
 
 

                                                                    KARNAC:

It is a tricky discussion indeed...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Why?
 
 

                                                                    KARNAC:

Because the polarities, of course...Take for example the emblem of the Holy Swaztika: if the arms point to the right, it is a good sign; if the arms point to the left, it is a bad sign.
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

It is the same in Christianity: If the cross is pointing upwards, it is a good sign; if the cross is pointing downwards, it is a satanic sign...
 
 

                                                                    CHANDRA:

It is the same in Tantric Yoga: the right hand Yoga is good, while the left hand Yoga uses magic forces...However, both can be used eventually!

 
                                    CHANG:
In Taoism, the 'Yin' and 'Yang' symbol contains both polarities in an intricate manner, even if it is placed upside down or not...  

                    DRAKPA:

We don't have that problem in Buddhism: our sacred Wheel can turn either way...
 
 

                                                                    XUJ:

(WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) So does ours: it is a simple golden egg: it can roll in all directions.
 
 

                                                                    AMBROSIA:

Lord Krej sacred symbol is a 3D Hypercube...It can be viewed either way: in hollow or in full, it does not matter...
 
 

(THE CONVERSATION IS INTERRUPTED BY A LOW BARITONE VOICE COMING OUT OF THE P.A SYSTEM)
 
 

                                                                    GOVERNOR GANESH:

Hear Ye! Hear Ye! This is Governor Ganesh speaking...Now, that all welcome ceremonies have been completed, we are now ready to proceed to the next step: 'Dharma Evaluation Week". We have selected an appropriate place for this important function: 'The Tower of Chinvat" near the North Gate...All evaluations will be performed next week, according to the sentient beings respective faiths. Check the Bulletin Board, in the Central Arena, for the schedules and all information necessary for your successful evaluation.
Thank you for attention"...May the 'Supreme Meta-Lord ' be with you...
 
 

(THE CROWD REMAINS SILENT AND APPREHENSIVE FOR A WHILE BUT, EVENTUALLY, ALL CONVERSATIONS RESUME TO THEIR INITIAL LEVEL)
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Does anyone know how long this process will take place?

 

                    DRAKPA:

According to 'The Tibetan Book of the Death' the process can last from 7 to 49 days!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What happens if I graduate: Do I attain 'Heaven'?
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

Yes, you attain 'Moksha' or Enlightenment...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What happens if I fail the test?
 
 

                                                                    CHANDRA:

You are either sent to a 'Reeducation and Indoctrination Camp' for a while or, worse, sent back somewhere for the next transmigration!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Why worse? : We will be living again, won't we?
 
 

                                                                    RAMA:

(SARCASTICALLY) Let me explain it to you: If you are sent to a 'Reeducation and Indoctrination Camp', You know 'Why'!"...If you are sent back to Earth or somewhere else; you keep on asking yourself, again and again, What is wrong with my personal Dharma? : What do I have to learn to make it better?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

I'd like to remain here, for a while, to be with my son: How can I achieve that?
 
 

                                                                    CHANDRA:

You have no saying: your good and bad Karma will be evaluated against your Dharma...There is no way-out!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

I don't know if I am overreacting, but 'The Tower of Chinvat' appears to me, more and more, like the infamous 'Tarpean Rock' of the Roman Capitol...
 
 

                    RAMA: Maybe it is... According to old Hindu-Persian beliefs, espoused later on by Zoroastrianism, 'Chinvat' is a mythical bridge where souls have to go through. It is called ' The Crossing of the Separator' : it links Mountain Hara with Heaven.
 
 

                                                                    XUJ:

(WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) I was once at 'The Tower of Chinvat!
 
 

                                                                    ALL:

(IN PERFECT UNISON) How was it?
 
 

                                                                    XUJ:

(WITH A VOICE SOUNDING LIKE DARTH VADER) I don't remember exactly: it was so long ago!
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

I know what the examination is all about!
 
 

                                                                    ALL:

(IN PERFECT UNISON) You do?
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

According to the Tibetan Book of the Dead: the Bardo is divided into three phases: The Chönyid, Chichai and Sidpa Bardo. From the first to the seventh day, you are in the Chönyid Bardo, experiencing the lights of the forty-two peaceful deities: it is called 'The Seven Stages of Ambuscade!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Ambuscade! : Are the deities there to trick us?
 
 

                                                                   DRAKPA:

Sort of... But, it is a gentle ambuscade: they mean no harm to us! From the eight-day to the fourteenth day, you are in the Chichai Bardo, experiencing the lights of the fifty-eight wrathful deities: they are the same deities as the week before, except that they originate from your brain psychic centers...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Is it a horrifying experience?
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

Worst than you can imagine!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

You are trying to scare me...
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

Not so! Not so! From the fifteenth to the forty-ninth day, you are in the Sidpa Bardo, experiencing the lights of the 'Three Precipices', leading either to enlightenment or to the entrance into the womb: your transmigration back into the Worlds!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Is this the mythical 'Crossing of the Separator?
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

Kind of...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

So, what should I do?
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

Always follow the 'bright white lights' if you want to attain enlightenment! Never follow the other dull lights: think with your heart and meditate before taking any decision, for you might err endlessly into the Samsara!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

This is what I fear the most!
 
 

                                                                    ALL:

(IN PERFECT UNISON) Don't we all!
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

A last warning: whatever horror visions you might endure, be not terrified, for that is only a reflection of your dark mind...Remember: void ness cannot injure the void!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

I heard there is a sort of examination...
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

Yes! : It is called 'The Conclave of the Deities'.
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Thank you for your explanations. I am sorry, but I have to leave now, I have to locate my son: I still have a lot of things to tell him before taking the test tomorrow. I wish everyone here good luck in your transmigration. I was honored to know you all. Bye now!

 

            END OF ACT EIGHT

                    ACT NINE

(THE NEXT MORNING, FRANCIS PROCEEDS EARLY TO THE TOWER OF CHINVAT: A SLEEK AND BEAUTIFUL BUILDING WITH FORTY-NINE FLOORS. ON TOP, A SORT OF MIRRORED GLASS PENTHOUSE SHINING BRIGHTLY AGAINST THE DARK BLUE SKY. A LOT OF SOULS ARE ALREADY WAITING IN LINES WHEN HE ARRIVES. FINALLY, FRANCIS IS USHERED TO THE ENTRANCE DOOR BY A TALL SHADOW).
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR:

I am 'The Facilitator: I am here to guide you through the maze...What is your Universal random identification number?
 
 

(FRANCIS HANDS HIM A CHINESE COOKIE- SIZED PARCHMENT AND WAITS PATIENTLY INSIDE THE SMALL ALCOVE)
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR:

Drink this!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What is it?
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR:

It is a drink called Soma-Rasa: it contains Ephedra Holy herbs, goat's milk clarified butter and honey.
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

(ENQUIRINGLY) What is the purpose of this drink? : Is it a kind of drug?
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR:

It is good for you: it will stimulate your speech and your mind will not be distracted...
 
 
 
 

(* NOTE: IN THE CASE OF A THEATRE PLAY, THE FOLLOWING SEGMENT CAN BE PRERECORDED IN VIDEO AND PROJECTED ON A BIG SCREEN DURING THE PERFORMANCE. IN THAT CASE, THE ACTOR PLAYING FRANCIS SHOULD REMAIN MOTIONLESS AND MEDITATE IN THE POSITION OF THE LOTUS, WHILE THE FILM/VIDEO IS PROJECTED ON THE SCREEN).
 
 

(THE FACILITATOR INVITES FRANCIS TO ENTER THE BUILDING. FRANCIS FINDS HIMSELF INTO A SMALL HEXAGONAL SHAPED ROOM ON THE FIRST FLOOR OF THE BUILDING. ONLY TWO LIGHTS ARE SHINING: A DARK BLUE AND A LIGHT BLUE LIGHT, EACH BEHIND TOW GLASS DOORS. GLANCING IN THE DIRECTION OF THE LIGHT BLUE LIGHT FRANCIS SEES HORRIBLE VISIONS OF DEMONS. THINKING OF WHAT DRAKPA HAS TOLD HIM, FRANCIS MEDITATES FOR A WHILE AND DECIDES TO OPEN A DARK GLASS DOOR WHERE NO LIGHT IS SHINING).

(FRANCIS CLIMBS A FLIGHT OF SEVEN STAIRS AND FINDS HIMSELF ON THE SECOND FLOOR OF THE BUILDING. AGAIN, ONLY TWO LIGHTS ARE SHINING BEHIND TWO GLASS DOORS: A BRIGHT WHITE LIGHT AND A SMOKE COLORED DULL WHITE LIGHT. SUDDENLY, A ROUND SHAPED BRIGHT OBJECT, THE SIZE OF A FIST, SHINES ABOVE HIS FOREHEAD. FRANCIS FEELS LIKE HE IS PROBED INTO HIS BEING. GLANCING AT THE DULL WHITE LIGHT BEHIND THE GLASS DOOR, FRANCIS SEES TERRIFYING VISIONS OF HELL. THINKING ABOUT DRAKPA'S ADVICE, FRANCIS OPENS THE DOOR WHERE THE BRIGHT LIGHT IS SHINING.
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR:

(BACKGROUND VOICE) This is a bad choice... You are not ready to take that door yet: Try another choice!
 
 

(FRANCIS DECIDES TO OPEN THE OTHER GLASS DOOR AND CLIMBS A FLIGHT OF SEVEN STAIRS. HE FINDS HIMSELF IN A HEXAGONAL SHAPED ROOM. AGAIN, ONLY TWO LIGHTS ARE SHINING : A BRIGHT YELLOW LIGHT AND A DULL YELLOW LIGHT. AGAIN, A ROUND SHAPED BRIGHT OBJECT, THE SIZE OF A FIST, SHINES ABOVE HIS FOREHEAD. AGAIN, FRANCIS FEELS LIKE HE IS PROBED INTO HIS BEING. LOOKING AT THE YELLOWISH LIGHT, HE SEES VISIONS OF EARTHLINGS RELAXING IN A BEAUTIFUL PARK: HE FEELS ATTRACTED TO FOLLOW THAT LIGHT, BUT DECIDES TO CHOOSE THE DOOR WITH THE BRIGHT YELLOW LIGHT.
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR:

(BACKGROUND VOICE) This is a bad choice... You are not ready to take that door yet: Try another choice!
 
 

(FRANCIS, OUT OF CHOICE, TAKES THE DOOR WITH THE DULL YELLOW LIGHTS. HE CLIMBS A FLIGHT OF SEVEN STAIRS AND FINDS HIMSELF IN A SIMILARLY SHAPED HEXAGONAL ROOM. ONLY TWO LIGHTS ARE SHINING BEHIND TWO GLASS DOORS: A BRIGHT GREEN LIGHT AND A DULL GREENISH LIGHT. AGAIN, A BRIGHT ROUND- SHAPED OBJECT PROBES FRANCIS ABOVE HIS FOREHEAD. GLANCING AT THE DULL GREENISH LIGHT, FRANCIS HAS VISIONS OF DEMONS TEMPTING HIM. FRANCIS CHOOSES THE DOOR WITH THE BRIGHT GREEN LIGHT. THIS TIME, THE FLIGHT OF SEVEN STAIRS IS GOING DOWN.
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR:

(BACKGROUND VOICE) You were not supposed to take that door! : Congratulations, anyway: You have been randomly chosen to be the witness of an important examination...
 
 

(THE FACILITATOR URGES FRANCIS TO FOLLOW HIM. THEY GLIDE UP HUNDREDS OF STAIRS TO THE PENTHOUSE SITUATED ON TOP OF THE TOWER...

*(NOTE: END OF VIDEO PROJECTION)

                                    END OF ACT NINE

                                            ACT TEN

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR:

Here is another drink of Soma-Rasa... Drink up!
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:

I am not that thirsty...
 

                                    THE FACILITATOR: Listen well! You are going to be a juror in an examination procedure involving a well-known Earthling personality. After being in a rehabilitation and indoctrination camp for half-a-Century, this person was recently given parole for his exemplary conduct: his destiny is going to be reevaluated today by a Conclave of Deities...

The Supreme Meta-Lord will have three votes, Lord Jesus -the titular Deity- two votes, The Holy Trinity: two votes, Governor Ganesh 'The Lord of Dharma': two votes; You will have one vote!
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

What is the name of the person to be examined?
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR

His name is Adolf Hitler!
 
 

(FRANCIS IS STUNNED AND UNCOMFORTABLE. HIS MIND IS IN A TOTAL TURMOIL, WHILE HE TRIES TO FIND A LOGICAL EXPLANATION FOR HIS PRESENCE HERE)
 
 

                                                                    THE FACILITATOR

I know what you are thinking: it is the law of 'Chance'!
 
 

(THEY ENTER AN OCTAGONAL SHAPED ROOM, WITH SEVEN GLASS DOORS. BEHIND EACH DOOR, A BRIGHT WHITE LIGHT. HIGH ABOVE THE CATHEDRAL- STYLE CEILING, A HUGE WHITE LIGHT, THE META-LORD HIMSELF. IN THE NORTHERN PART OF THE ROOM, LORD YAMA, THE LORD OF DEATH, HOLDING A MIRROR IN HIS RIGHT HAND, IS IN FRONT OF A GOLDEN SCALE. DURING THE TRIAL, LORD YAMA WILL PLACE WHITE AND BLACK PEBBLES INTO THE RIGHT AND LEFT TRAYS OF ' THE SCALE OF KARMA').
 

(IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM, A BALD PITIFUL OLD MAN, WEARING A GREY MOUSTACHE, IS DRESSED IN A BLACK PENITENTS ROBE: ADOLF HITLER HIMSELF. STANDING NEXT TO HIM, THE TWO TWINS WHO WERE BORN SIMULTANEOUSLY WITH HIM. ON HIS RIGHT, THE GOOD DJINN - REPRESENTING HIS CONSCIENCE -  : A DWARF LOOKING LIKE CHARLIE CHAPLIN IN THE FILM "THE DICTATOR, HOLDING  A BAG OF WHITE PEBBLES, WILL ACT AS HIS DEFENSE COUNSEL AND RECOUNT ALL THE BENEFICIAL THINGS HITLER DID IN HIS PAST LIFE. ON HITLER'S LEFT, THE BAD DJINN -REPRESENTING HIS BLACK CONSCIENCE- : A DWARF LOOKING LIKE THE REAL IMAGE OF WHAT ONCE WAS THE DICTATOR IN  1945, HOLDING A BAG OF BLACK PEBBLES.  FRANCIS REMAINS ALONE IN THE BACK OF THE ROOM)
 
 

                                                                     YAMA:

We are here to review the case of a well-known Earthling...Last year, the defendant was released of a rehabilitation and indoctrination camp where he spent the last fifty years. Since then, he has been working as a Supervisor of the 'Banners & Signs Section of the Arts & Craft Department: a section highly specialized in Mandala Illumination" he added. He is now legible for parole…(YAMA NODS HIS HEAD) I have to admit, that I rarely saw a case as complex as the one we are going to review...
What is your name and Universal identification number?
 
 

                                                                    ADOLF HITLER:

My name is Adolf Hitler: My identification number is HE-M-18.786.797.453.372.241.999...
 
 

                                                                    YAMA:

In your past lives, you have been, respectively: Darius I, Alexander of Macedonia, Attila The Hun, Genghis Khan, Tamerlan and, recently, Adolf Hitler! What a record! Now, let's talk about your recent life: You started as an apprentice painter in Austria: Where you interested in pursuing a career in the Arts?
 
 

                                                                    GOOD DJINN:

I tried to have him interested in the Arts, but he never listened to me!
 
 

                                                                    BAD DJINN:

I did my best to dissuade him from doing that: I had other plans for him...

 

                    YAMA:

What were your motives in toppling the Weimar State and establishing your own regime?
 
 

                                                                    ADOLF HITLER:

I got carried away: I was looking for a pretext to carry an Aryan Crusade: I am just a romantic mystic, I guess....
 
 

                                                                    GOOD DJINN:

...But with a bad polarity!
 
 

                                                                    BAD DJINN:

Come on! Germany was without a future: the various States were too autonomous: there was a lack of Central control...
 
 

                                                                    GOOD DJINN:

He should have stayed in Austria, minding his own business...
 
 

                                                                    YAMA:

What made you choose the Holy Swaztika symbol as a rallying cross?
 
 

                                                                    GOOD DJINN:

I was the one who chose it: It was a sign of good luck and the polarity was right. Besides, it was complimentary to the Hansa cross: a famous Crusaders symbol!
 
 

                                                                    BAD DJINN:

Deeds always reverse a set polarity...So, it did not matter what symbol we were using!

 

                    YAMA:

Your treacherous invasion of Eastern and Western Europe has killed millions of innocent victims: Do you feel remorse for that?
 
 

                                                                    ADOLF HITLER:

I do... I was dead wrong!
 
 

                                                                    BAD DJINN:

I don't agree... Germany is now better off as it was before! The cause was right, but we ran out of luck...
 
 

                                                                    ADOLF HITLER:

Aw! Shut up: It is your fault, after all, if I am in such a mess!
 
 

                                                                    GOOD DJINN:

(IN A PLEADING VOICE) He should have stayed in Austria, minding his own business...

 

    YAMA:
 

You committed suicide, in a cowardly way, in order to escape retribution: This is an act against God! Only the Supreme can take life away as he pleases...Let me tell you, that this act has complicated your Dharma even further: Are you aware of it?
 
 

                                                                    ADOLF HITLER:

Yes, I am...
 
 

                                                                    GOOD DJINN:

I told him to give himself up and face its accusers...But he would not listen to me...
 
 

                                                                    BAD DJINN:

Suicide was the best thing for him to do: this is how Warlords end their life... I personally suggested to him to give proper directions to immolate his body after his death: After all, a purifying fire is such a mystic and surrealistic way to reach Valhalla...
 
 

                                                                    GOOD DJINN:

...Or Hell!
 
 

                                                                    YAMA:

He did not make it either way: That's why we are here! However, I have received a lot of commendations on your positive attitude during your stay at the Center. I also have received a personal commendation from Lord Ganesh: You did an outstanding job as a Supervisor in the 'Banners & Signs Section' of the Arts & Craft Department!
I am now going to count the pebbles in each tray...Let's see...Mmm! They are even: ten pebbles in each tray"... I now propose a vote on your aptitude to be rehabilitated and transmigrated again...

(ALL THE DEITIES VOTED BY UNANIMITY TO RELEASE HIM TO BE TRANSMIGRATED AGAIN, EXCEPT FRANCIS, BUT HIS VOTE ONLY COUNTED FOR ONE VOTE)
 
 

                                                                    YAMA:

Do you have any wishes where you would like to be transmigrated again?
 
 

                                                                    ADOLF HITLER:

I wish, respectfully, to go back to Bavaria!
 
 

                                                                    YAMA:

No way... Let's see (Hum!): Your next transmigration will take place in the Palestinian desert bordering the Gaza strip!
 
 

(THE CONCLAVE ADJOURNS AND FRANCIS IS INVITED BY THE FACILITATOR TO FOLLOW HIM. THEY GLIDE DOWN THE STAIRWAY)

 

                                    THE FACILITATOR:

I have good news for you... Your juror appearance granted you a special favor: You will be able to skip the various stages of examination and report directly to the twenty-first floor... Here is another drink of Soma-Rasa...Drink up!
 
 

(FRANCIS DRINKS THE MIXTURE, THEN THE FACILITATOR LEADS HIM TO A SIDE DOOR INTO THE SIDPA BARDO).

                    END OF ACT TEN

                        ACT ELEVEN

(** NOTE: IN THE CASE OF A THEATRE PLAY, THE FOLLOWING SEGMENT CAN BE PRERECORDED ON FILM OR IN VIDEO AND PROJECTED ON A BIG SCREEN DURING THE PERFORMANCE. IN THAT CASE, THE ACTOR PLAYING FRANCIS SHOULD REMAIN MOTIONLESS AND MEDITATE IN THE POSITION OF THE LOTUS, WHILE THE FILM/VIDEO IS PROJECTED ON THE SCREEN, AT ACCELERATED SPEED)
 
 

(FRANCIS ENTERS THE SIDPA BARDO, FULL OF APPREHENSION : IT IS THE LAST STAGE TO ATTAIN ENLIGHTENMENT OR TRANSMIGRATION. FRANCIS GLIDES INTO A DARK ROOM AND HAS VISIONS OF GHOULS AND DEMONS RUNNING AFTER HIM. HE TRIES TO ESCAPE THEM, BUT HE IS SURROUNDED BY THREE PRECIPICES: A BLACK ONE ON THE LEFT, A WHITE ONE ON THE RIGHT AND A RED ONE IN THE CENTER. AFTER SOME TIME THE VISIONS RECEDE, ONE BY ONE, AND A GLASS DOOR LIGHTS UP. FRANCIS OPENS IT AND GLIDES DOWN A FLIGHT OF SEVEN STAIRS TO THE TWENTIETH FLOOR. THE MOMENT FRANCIS STEPS IN, HE IS ASSAULTED BY HORRENDOUS GUSTS OF WIND AND ICY BLASTS. THE ROOM IS PITCH BLACK AND UNINVITING. FRANCIS HEARS MURMURS OF STRANGE VOICES AND IS SUDDENLY SUCKED DOWN ON A SORT OF MOVING WALKWAY).

(HE ARRIVES INTO ANOTHER DARK ROOM WITH A GIGANTIC SCREEN. HE SEES DEMONS AND DEMONESSES COUPLING TOGETHER, THEN LIZARD-FACED HUMANOIDS, THEN HUMAN COUPLES ENLACED IN ORGIAC LOVE EMBRACES. FRANCIS SUDDENLY REALIZES THAT HE CAN SELECT A COUPLE OF HIS CHOICE BY 'ZOOMING IN AND OUT' WITH HIS MIND. ONE COUPLE, IN PARTICULAR, CALLS ITS ATTENTION: SHE HAS BEAUTIFUL AUBURN HAIRS WITH A BODY OF A GODDESS, HE IS A DARK-HAIRED MAN IN HIS TWENTIES. FASCINATED BY THE BEAUTY OF THAT GIRL, FRANCIS FEELS AN URGE TO 'ZOOM-IN' AND FIND A PLACE TO CUDDLE BETWEEN THEM).

(THE MORE FRANCIS LOOKS AT HER GORGEOUS FACE, THE MORE HE FEELS INTENSE HATRED TOWARD HER PARTNER. HE IS IN LOVE AGAIN...HE KNOWS, AT THAT MOMENT, THAT THE TIME HAS COME FOR HIM TO BE TRANSMIGRATED AGAIN. FRANCIS WATCHES THEM COPULATE AND WAITS TO ENTER INTO HER WOMB AT THE FIRST SIGN OF AROUSAL. FINALLY THEY CLIMAX TOGETHER IN PERFECT UNISON. A MOMENT LATER, FRANCIS ENTERS INTO HER WARM AND MOIST WOMB)

** NOTE: END OF SECOND VIDEO TAKE

                    END OF ACT ELEVEN

                     ACT TWELVE


 
 

                                                                     FRANCIS:

(YELLING) Ahhh!...... Peace at last! Peace at last!
 
 

(FRANCIS AWAKENS AND FIND HIMSELF INTO FAMILIAR SURROUNDINGS)
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

(JOKINGLY) Welcome back into the Bardo! Your stay on Earth was a short one, I am afraid...

(PERPLEXED AND CONFUSED, FRANCIS TRIES TO REMEMBER WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO HIM DURING HIS VISIT ON EARTH. THEN IN A FLASH, HE REMEMBERS THE HORRIFYING SUCKING SOUND OF A STRANGE CONTRAPTION TEARING HIM APART FROM THAT WARM LITTLE BUBBLE OF HEAVEN...THEN, TOTAL DARKNESS AND AN ICY FEELING OF LONELINESS)
 
 

                                                                   FRANCIS:
 

(WITH A SAD TWINGE IN HIS VOICE) I feel like I am coming out of a bad dream! In don't understand my Dharma: What was the purpose for me to be transmigrated into an unborn infant? (PERPLEXED) Why didn't I succeed in my babyness?
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

(REASSURING) The laws of Dharma act sometimes in very strange ways...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

It doesn't appear to be logical at all!
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

The laws of the Universe are governed by the laws of 'causes and effects' and their respective phases and polarities...
 
 

                                                                    CHANDRA:

Remember the saying in the Vedas: "Overcome by the fruits of his actions, he enters a good or an evil womb, so that his course is upward or downward and he wanders around, overcome by the pairs of opposites...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

(IN A REFLECTIVE MOOD) Maybe it's my bad attitude: I was not really looking forward to be transmigrated again! As you know, my dearest wish was to remain with my son!
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

So, what are you worried about?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

I am not worried anymore: I guess it is just my mind playing tricks again: Thanks for explaining it to me...
 
 

(SUDDENLY FRANCIS REALIZES THAT SOMETHING IS STRANGELY WRONG: HIS FRIENDS ARE STILL HERE)

 

                    FRANCIS:

How long was I gone? A month? Two months?...
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

A few hours ago: You left us this morning to go to the 'Tower of Chinvat': You had an examination, remember?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

(UNCONVINCED) It can't be: I was just aborted from a human womb: I must have been gone for at least two or three months...
 
 

                                                                    DRAKPA:

Two Earth-months equals a few hours over here: We are in another dimension: remember?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Bear with me: I have been traveling back and forth through several dimensions in a few hours time: I presume I am going through some travel lag....
 
 

(THEY ALL GLIDE IN THE DIRECTION OF THE NORTHERN GATE)
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

(MUMBLING TO HIMSELF) I am wondering if I need another identification number...
 
 

                                                                    CHANDRA:

Why don't you ask the Sub-Controller at the Gate?
 
 

(FRANCIS ENTERS THE BOOTH OF YEHUDA, THE SUB-CONTROLLER)
 
 

                                                                    YEHUDA:

What can I do for you?

 

                    FRANCIS:

I just returned from an unsuccessful transmigration. I was wondering if my original universal identification number was still valid...
 
 

(FRANCIS HANDS HIM HIS CHINESE -COOKIE- SIZED UNIVERSAL IDENTIFICATION NUMBER AND WAITS WHILE THE SUB-CONTROLLER KEYS-IN THE INFORMATION)
 
 

                                                                    YEHUDA:

(PUZZLED) There must be something wrong: your old identification number had not been erased from the Central Computer!
(HE CALLS SALADIN) Boss! Are you free?
 
 

                                                                    SALADIN:

Send him in!
 
 

(FRANCIS ENTERS THE OFFICE OF SALADIN, THE CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER)
 
 

                                                                    SALADIN:

I know you.... Aren't you a friend of a certain 'Christian de Dieuleveult'?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Yes, sort of....
 
 

                                                                    SALADIN:

That guy smells trouble: he was sent this morning to an 'Indoctrination & Rehabilitation Camp' for 10 years...
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Really?
 
 

                                                                    SALADIN:

What can I do for you?
 
 

(AFTER HEARING FRANCIS CASE, HE PULLS A FUNNY LOOKING 'OUIJA BOARD' CONTRAPTION, WITH A THREE-AXIS MANIPULATOR, FROM UNDER HIS DESK. HE SWITCHES THE DEVISE 'ON' AND KEYS-IN A FEW NUMBERS AND WAITS FOR THE RESULT. MOMENTS LATER, AN ALARM DEVICE STARTS TO RING: THE SHRILL SOUND IS UNBEARABLY LOUD. SURPRISED, HE REBOOTS THE SYSTEM AND PROCEEDS TO KEY-IN THE NUMBERS FOR A SECOND TIME. AGAIN THE SHRILL SOUND OF THE ALARM IS HEARD)
 
 

                                                                    SALADIN:

(NERVOUSLY GLANCING AT FRANCIS) I don't understand what's happening...This error status is very unusual, it says: 'Karma error 23, Abort and Resume'! Did you do something unusual while you were at the Tower of Chinvat?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Not that I recall...
 
 

(SALADIN TAKES A BIG BOOK LABELED 'RULES AND REGULATIONS FOR A SUCCESSFUL TRANSMIGRATION' AND PROCEEDS TO LOOK FOR THE MEANING OF THE ERROR STATUS BLINKING ON THE SCREEN)
 
 

                                                                    SALADIN:

According to this book, you are entitled to introduce a formal complaint for your unsuccessful transmigration!
Usually, in these cases, we propose to settle the claim by giving you a couple of positive Karmic bonus points towards your personal Dharma...So, what do you say? : Do you want me to fill-in a formal complaint?
 
 

                                                                    FRANCIS:

Can I come back tomorrow? I 'd like to think about it...
 
 

                                                                    SALADIN:

As you wish....
 
 

(SALADIN ACCOMPANIES FRANCIS TO THE DOOR)

 

                        END OF ACT ELEVEN

                            ACT TWELVE


 

(FRANCIS VISITS HIS SON: ANDRE IS OVERWORKED AND IN A BAD MOOD: THE SECTION WAS LEFT WITHOUT GUIDELINES AFTER ADOLF HITLER'S TRANSMIGRATION. FRANCIS TELLS HIM ABOUT THE PROBLEMS HE ENCOUNTERED DURING HIS RECENT TRANSMIGRATION)
 
 

                                                                ANDRE:

Why don't you come and work with us: there is a supervisory position open right now…
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I know all about it...
 
 

                                                                ANDRE:

Maybe we could work out a deal?
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I don't know if I have the right qualifications for the job.
 
 

                                                                ANDRE:

You have been a product manager before: maybe we could use your ideas around here...Let me handle it: I am going to talk to the Chief Executive of the 'Arts & Leisure Department' about it...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

As you wish, son...
 

(FRANCIS GIVES HIM A BIG HUG AND LEAVES)
 
 

(THE NEXT DAY FRANCIS GOES BACK TO THE CHIEF SUB-CONTROLLER TO FILE HIS OFFICIAL COMPLAINT)
 
 

                                                                SALADIN:

Do you have any connections around here?
 

(FRANCIS SHRUG HIS SHOULDERS IN A NON-COMMIT ANT WAY)
 
 

                                                                SALADIN:

The 'Secretary to the Governor' wants to talk to you: He also asked me to issue you a new identification number in replacement for the old one ...Here it is...Don't loose it!

(SALADIN TAKES A MAP OF THE CITY AND POINTS TO A GREEN PARK ON THE OUTSKIRT OF TOWN)
 
 

                                                                SALADIN:

This is the personal residence of Lord Ganesh, our beloved Governor.... His Secretary, Alan Watts, is expecting you today at 15:00 hours sharp!

(FRANCIS THANKS SALADIN AND PROCEEDS TO GO TO HIS IMPORTANT MEETING WITH ALAN WATTS. THE MANSION IS LOCATED IN A LUXURIANT PARK. A BRONZE DOOR OPENS AUTOMATICALLY WHEN HE ARRIVES)
 
 

                                                                ALLAN WATTS:

Please come in… I am Alan Watts, Secretary to our Governor, Lord Ganesh!
 
 

                                                                 FRANCIS:

I am really honored to meet you...
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:

(APOLOGIZING) We are very sorry about your unsuccessful transmigration, but unforeseen circumstances do happen at times...We should never underestimate the power of 'free will' among Earthlings! You see, your future parent's bad karma had interfered with your own Dharma in an unexpected way. As far as I know, the abortion act was not preplanned at all in your own Dharma, but was a result of a 'free-will' action on their part.
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I feel like I was violated, in turn, of my own free will!
 
 

                ALAN WATTS: Although the course of our destiny follows a set pattern of tree-like branches, we can influence the course of events by our own free will: it is a sort of a security valve against a perfect patterned system of behavior...For example, 'KP' should have never written fiction books: by doing so, he changed not only history and his own destiny but succeeded in fooling the rest of humanity...  
                FRANCIS:
Who is this 'KP' I keep hearing about?
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:
 

You don't want to know...He is a wicked and dangerous soul who hides his true identity: his nickname is "Ippos"
or 'The Horse'...

 

                FRANCIS:

Is he still around?
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:

Yes, unfortunately, he is still here...Although he committed the vilest infamy; he is protected forever from impunity...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

Why?
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:

It 's a bombshell: That's why! : His religious heresy is too monstrous to be admitted openly: nobody would dare to blow the whistle, not even the Gods!
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

(FRUSTRATED AT HIS IGNORANCE) I don't understand what you are talking about...
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:

Too bad: I have already talked too much...So, you see, free-will is a sort of double-edged weapon which can be used for carrying good or bad deeds...
 

(FRANCIS NODS IN SILENCE, NOT KNOWING WHAT TO EXPECT NEXT)
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:

Coming back to your case: I have to say that your son André, who is an outstanding 'Illumination Specialist', took the initiative to contact his hierarchy about a sort of proposition on your behalf...

 

                FRANCIS:

Really! What is it?
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:

He believes, that you would be the perfect candidate to take over the supervisory position in the 'Banners & Signs Section of the Arts & Leisure Department'... Needless to say, you would win invaluable positive Karmic points towards your Dharma!
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I am honored by the proposition, but I'd like to think it over: Is it urgent?
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:

The sooner, the better... If I let you work with your son, for a while, would you consider it?
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

Yes, definitely...
 
 

                                                                ALAN WATTS:

(WARMLY) Welcome, to the new supervisor of the 'Banners & Signs Section'!
 
 

(FRANCIS THANKS HIM AND GOES BACK INTO TOWN TO THE BANNERS & SIGNS SECTION TO BE BRIEFED ABOUT HIS NEW JOB)
 
 

                                                                ANDRE:

So, you took the job! Congratulations!...By the way: You have a personal appointment at 18.00 hours with the Chief of the Arts & Leisure Department, Leonardo Da Vinci, himself!
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

Wow! Hard to believe...
 
 

                                                                ANDRE:

Let me show you around...Here are my three colleagues: Jan, Pol and Herman Van Limburg: the famed Dutch illumination artists responsible for that masterpiece work entitled 'Les très riches heures du Duc de Berry'...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

Please to meet you all...
 
 
 
 

(THEY GO TO ANOTHER ROOM WHERE HUNDREDS OF BUDDHIST MONKS PRACTICE THEIR ART ON SAND MANDALAS)

 
                ANDRE:
You see, the section needs to be reorganized and, eventually, be downsized: there are more than two hundred 'Artists in Residence ' and the work is getting scarcer day-by-day... Artists are not used to their full potential: interns could do a lot of paintings instead of full-fledged Masters.
 
 
 
 

(FRANCIS ARRIVES AT 18.00 HOURS SHARP FOR HIS MEETING WITH LEONARDO DA VINCI: HE IS PROMPTLY LED TO A LARGE ROOM: IT IS THE PERSONAL 'ATELIER' OF THE MASTER)

 

                LEONARDO DA VINCI:

Do you know the pin assignment of the LH0023 Sample & Hold chip?
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

(SURPRISED AT THE UNEXPECTED QUESTION) Yes!

 

                                LEONARDO DA VINCI:

Where is the analog input?  

                FRANCIS:

I believe, it is pin number five...
 
 

                                                                LEONARDO DA VINCI:

I thought so...Welcome to the Arts & Leisure Department: I am Leonardo Da Vinci, your new Chief...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

(VERY IMPRESSED) And I am Francis! I am very honored to meet you...

 

                LEONARDO DA VINCI:

(SHOWING A STRANGE CONTRAPTION) I am working on a new version of our analog 'Superpunchboard': The 'Da Vinci Mark VI' ...I know what you are going to ask me: Why using analog systems when digital technology is at hand? I'll tell you why! : Because of internal politics!
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

What do you mean?
 
 

                                                                LEONARDO DA VINCI:

They tell me that the Universe being analog, there is no need for digital stuffs...Do you see my problem? However, I didn't tell them yet but, this is a hybrid system: half-analog, half digital...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

Why not using enzyme biochips switching?

 

                                LEONARDO DA VINCI:

Because of the morality factor: Enzymes are living creatures, confining them into a silicon chip would be wrong, morally.... Otherwise, the technology is highly feasible...  

                                LEONARDO DA VINCI: (SMILING)

I have heard a lot about you: your son is your best Ambassador...
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

I know, I am very proud of him....

(THEY TALKED SOME MORE ABOUT VARIOUS TECHNOLOGICAL INNOVATIONS AND BREAKTHROUGH. THEN, SENSING IT WAS TIME TO GO, FRANCIS THANKS HIM AGAIN FOR HIS KINDNESS AND LEAVES THE ROOM. IT IS ALREADY PITCH DARK OUTSIDE)
 
 
 
 
 
 

                                                      EPILOGUE

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

(THE STRIDENT SOUND OF A SIREN ALARM IS HEARD! AN AMBULANCE IS PARKED ON THE SIDE OF THE ROAD. SPIRALING BLUE AND RED LIGHTS SWIRL THROUGH THE FOGGY NIGHT).
 

                                                                THE DRIVER:

I am sorry, it's my fault!: I did not see his car coming!
 
 

                                                                THE FIREMAN:

Is he still alive?
 
 

                                                                THE EMERGENCY NURSE:

Not for long, I am afraid...
 
 

                                                               THE FIREMAN:

Here is his wallet: his name is Francis.... Listen!: He is trying to say something!
 
 

                                                                FRANCIS:

(IN A WHISPER) Ill....Illuminations...
 
 

                                                                THE EMERGENCY NURSE:

What did he say?

 
                THE DRIVER:
(PERPLEXED) Illuminations? Maybe he is trying to say that my headlights blinded him!  
                THE FIREMAN:
Look at his face.... He is smiling!
 
 

                                                                THE EMERGENCY NURSE:

(CLOSING FRANCIS EYELIDS) Poor fellow... He did not make it! He's gone now!
 
 

                                                     THE END