- Ah!

The light fades out

- I see!
- I see… I see… I…
- I… I can… I hear!
- I hear… I hear
- They hear!
- The director is finally calling me!
- Yes, I have read it. I just have problem with dancing. I don’t
understand
- Yes, yes I mean sama’
- I mean why should she starts dancing sama’ after hearing her
hands?
- What’s the different from dancing and sama’? we both mean the
same thing. Just tell me why I should start dancing?
- Alright! I don’t say dancing anymore, why are you picking on me,
tell me why sama’?
- Hello? Hello? His phone never has signal
- Running and never arriving, (collisions) and spills, tears and fevers,
difficulties, difficulties, difficulties. Difficulties with the meaning of
knot, the dark twist of human character to whom light does not
reach but is alive and active. He lives and conquers, commands
and walks, sees and closes his eyes, opens his mouth and
destroys. Law, law, the law is the prison framework of my
entanglements in which I chain everyone. What I do not have,
shall not possessed by anyone. The root of the conjunctival nodes
is somewhere between the brain cells. There is no cure, but to
shave from the bottom and bury in the ground to make fertilizer
and baldness shine. Light... May the ground be fertile.
- The light fades out.
- I hear!
- Do you want to point out the impact of people's words in a
woman's life and use feminist orientations to convey the result in
a universal format to humanity that is no longer seen but the
news of its vandalism is reported by itself every day?
- I get it but… it’s not enough.
- I mean the impact is ephemeral. It’s very cliché
- Well, first of all, you are talking about feminist orientations while
in here you wrote…
- Ah… The second single light scene on the center of the stage. A
slim, medium height actress is bent so that her front of her body
is attached to her legs and her arms are locked behind her legs.
Why a thin actor with a medium height? You're saying too tall or
too short or overweight to indicate that a woman is not perfect?
You can't do this when you think like this...
- What?
- Why all of a sudden you don’t want to work with me?!
- My body!? You chose me for this role yourself!
- You gonna act in the play too?
- Answer me
- But I do not think the play has a single character. You know why?
Because the antagonist is talking and the protagonist is shouting, I
hear... obviously, not a single character. And you, with this way of
thinking, are part of the same voices. Everyone has heard of this
show without hearing. People want hope
- I know flipping is necessary, but I do not mean that kind of hope.
Listen to me... Hello? Can you hear me?
- Where is he? Where is the god you are all talking about? It was
not between my dead baby's blood. He was not in the black ink
that wrote his short destiny. I even looked between his bones. He
was not there. Do you understand? Why are you still here? Can't
 anyone find him for me? Don't you have any question from him at
all that you sit here so comfortably and carefree and looking at
me?
- You know what's interesting? That right now there are as many
Gods as all of you, maybe even more, much more... in your
minds... some of you are killing him, some of you are cursing me
while you are saying mystical prayers inside that I say there is no
God. I have now forced all of you to believe in God
- There must be a God in your mind that you can kill him
- Or you who curses me have a scary God to get away from his
wrath. Do you see? God is everywhere
- Listen to this story... Once upon a time the zebra was moaning
that the illegal smugglers had destroyed his living environment
and killed his child. They told him to go and serve the Lord of this
land, which is famous for its courage and bravery. Bring him here
with you to serve these thieves and get your right back from
them. The zebra finds the king in a camp, the king follows him,
and the zebra, thinking that he is coming to help them, runs to the
area where his herd lives. The moment they arrive, they Bahram
Gorgir in the leg. The brave and courageous emperor and lord
cuts the meat of the zebra, which was running until the last
moment, hoping for his favor. The king kills the smugglers in the
area with the power of zebra meat. Zebras always remember the
courage, bravery and justice of the God of the land, not his wild
temperament nor even the food on his colorful table. Be a god to
speak to you even if they are afraid of you. Do not lie, but tell the
truth in such a way that they think it is a lie and go to find the
truth that you wanted them to think.
- You can’t hear
- When the light goes out and the curtains are drawn, do not stand
up and do not start clapping. Nobody hears here