GAMES PEOPLE PLAY….

A solitary flutter of leaves in the distance, a stray tear that managed to escape, the last golden ray of the sun, as it looked back on the day… and surrendered to the dark. Yesterday was a glum, sticky and humid day on campus. The dark mood is fast encroaching on all alike. One can fight…or let go. To win is to lose….with the darkness within… defeat is the only victory.

A game of pretensions in a make-believe world…. To assume that one was shipwrecked (haven’t we all?) and to be someone else.. Someone we think we know.. a jolting reminder to the games we play. People sparkled with spontaneity and we were buoyed by the unbridled creative spirit that loomed large over the gathering…

We played with something that ought not be played with, a child abused , a life shattered, humanity shamed… but it`s in these animal depths of ours..that we stare into the eyes of the beast within and pray fervently, to a God we hope exists.

“nobody knows, of the evil in the midst”  was the constant refrain of the street play while a child got sodomized and violated by people he trusted, and betrayed by those he called his own. In a mock-suicide … we spilled real blood… and suddenly woke up….from the gloomy trance we had retired in.
the blood abated after a while, but the pain will linger on….

People scrambled  to hunt for the treasure.. one of humanity`s oldest cherished memories.. of looking for and finding..was relived. There were clues and some were misguided. In the end the treasure was found and the one original question.( now what? ) was encountered again….

The dark knights, the lords came roosting back together in the night…in the dark we began to see again. someone sang of love lost.. some looked ahead on the days to come. The Lords retired with a warcry for a promo… a promise to spill more blood…but not ours, not this time.

Woe befalls him.. Who fights with the dark.