EARTH
-INT: Stone & Rain --table read (location: Theater, on the edge of the main stage)
Two young actors, Stone & Rain are sitting across one another in a rehearsal environment. They are reading lines provided by two anonymous lovers gearing to star in a 1 Act, 2 Actor performance.
Curiosity sits on their expression as they read each line. Stone & Rain are intrigued by the love & language in which they are experiencing.
The dialogue forces Stone & Rain to stop occasionally; really tapping into every word the lovers spoke. They repeat “too good to be true”.
Curiosity grows between the two.
Stone: Damn what kind of love is this?
**they share laughter**
Rain: Is this normal? *Slightly laughs*
Stone: Man, he said…
Rain: *snaps* get into this emotion, man!
Stone: *looks up at her, peculiar. As to ask “women like emotional men, since when?
Rain: *flips the page over; runs across the stage to get a bottle of water*
Stone: *head down reading still, mouthing words*
Rain: *walks back across the stage* From the top pimp!
Stone & Rain take it from the top...each time Rain starts reading Stone peers into her. The beginning of “love”
1 4 3 minutes (EARTH continued)
HE said:
The way I would stare if I saw you standing
in the natural light, the curtains let in
Nature is the nastiest of natural precursors...
Would you rather be kissed by the sun or rain?
SHE said:
The sky turns a different color whenever life is done over
Whether a newborn baby or the breaking of concrete in the ghetto
What’s life without rain caressing your shoulder blade--water, to clean
HE said:
restoring rain,
or revitalizing light?
you swim underwater with your eyes open to see where they end up
but light leads you to the safest place
and you either, peace in the conclusion or fall in love with the journey?
They are being--the eyes, not the water
SHE said:
Water in waves --waves live long
Peace lives in darkness
More often than it does it light
We feel, for real
in darkness
More often than we do in the light
We breathe deeper in darkness
More often than we do in the light
But it’s all, life
HE said:
so, you’d be willing to close your eyes,
and let the rain hit you?
neglecting position and leaning into the feeling.
because when it touches you,
you either flow with it, or let it roll off you
but to use it, to its potential...you got to let it touch you, without fear...
SHE said:
Fear is fake
I’d close my eyes and tie my own hands behind my back and walk into a rainforest
Alone
I know God and I trust my feet
I can breathe deep
Life touches me every day and I haven’t flinched once
HE said:
What if I said, I love that?
that you’d close your eyes and move without hesitation.
what if I asked you to only move with your eyes closed?
and if they were ever open, let your words lead you
so, you can see what you say and follow the words?
where you think they’d leave you?
SHE said:
I’ll grip the sound of your voice
Listen to every wave and move my hands across your mouth
As if your lips were brail
I’d keep my eyes closed
And learn life different with a faster beating heart
And get my adrenaline from you
HE said:
Soon, if you listen intently enough,
the rain will greet your shoulders like my lips would
and the light will show you things,
that darkness only prepares for day.
you’ll notice that breathing is the only thing easy,
and anyone and anything that helps you to do so
will be hard to shake...
then maybe you’ll stand still and let me stare.
SHE said:
Breathing must be another word for loving and life, for truth
But there are hiccups in everything
Being able to stare is a luxury
Eyes to look in, is a pleasure
Hands to hold, fingers to straddle are a gift
How’d you know it’s yours?
HE said:
The knowing is for the soul to recognize
I don’t wish to know you in the sense of the word
but in the reactionary movement of my mind
that in my thoughts, there’s only so much I can do
that in comparison to what I can’t…
those effects would be unmatched.