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The entire script of the play can be found here

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Once there was a people who lived on a wild land now called America. 

And those people, raw as rock and eagle, 
loved the land, loved the air 
loved the sun, loved the winds, 
loved the animals, loved the spirits, loved each other 
and loved as one tribe 
the Great Spirit! 

and the brave loved the squaw with a love strong and silent 
and she loved him, with a heart  soft, deep and rich 

and they knew how to see deep into each other's soul 
and could pass beyond into the Great Mystery 

And at night, beneath the bobbing stars, they would melt into one another, and soar as one soul, through the endless sparkling mystery.

And the whole tribe, united in truth's passion,
would fly as one light through eternity's love. 

And whilst they glided through the heart of infinity
The Great Spirit would protect their surrendered bodies, 
holding the circle of painted teepees with his gentle light 

And they lived a life harmonising strength and beauty 

But then one day the white man anaemic with reason smashed into their soft circleand ripped them apart with his cruel corners. 

And we stared into each other's anguished eyes 
and loved through the hammering burning hate 

And the wounds hurt hurt HURT 
and we were crushed crushed CRUSHED of life 
but we stayed, seeing deep into the heart as we died died DIED 

And we left our strangled, mangled, charred bodies smouldering in the compost of our culture as we floated as one soul into the other world and then... 

we came back back BACK, 
and I'm here, and you're here, and I'm a spy for love, 
yeah I'm a spy for love.

I'm the beaten Indian in a white man's body 'cause I'm a spy for love 
yeah, I'm a spy for the Great White Spirit, 
Yeah, I'm a spy for love

And you, O woman, carry the pitcher of knowledge in your heart 
and I've got the eyes of light the Great White Spirit gave to see with, 
to see with, and you've got to give that juice, 
give that juice 'cause we need it 
to fly with, to fly with, 
and I adore you, 'cause I see who you are, 
cause I've jumped time.

oh, yeah I'm a spy for love ,
a spy for love --yeah, a spy for love!


 

"There is a wheel. Man-made, 
which rises to the blazing sun. 
A wheel which plunges to the darkest hell.

There is a wheel. A wheel which turns, 
invisible in the bluest heaven. 
A wheel on which we all struggle and die! 
A wheel, turned by humanity's fear of eternity!"
 
 

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" I'm lying in my pram. 
The sun's shining. 

There's a canopy above my head with tassels. 
I'm looking up at the front door. I must be about nine months old.
I can see the blisters that the sun has made on the paintwork. 

There are these two people looking down on me. 
One of them in my mother. The other is a neighbour. 
Strange sounds are coming from their mouths, 
which are opening and closing like a fish's. 
Suddenly I understand the meaning of the sounds for the first time. 

The sounds are coming at me like, "Wommmmmm, bommmmmm..." Suddenly, I understand that they're talking about me. 
They are saying, "Isn't he a lovely baby? Aren't his eyes big?" 
I felt horrified. I didn't trust what they were saying at all. 

Their faces seemed like some sort of animal.
I felt they weren't talking about me at all. 
There I was, lying in my pram. 
Understanding language for the first time! Feeling completely cut off.
I didn't want these people to look after me. 
They seemed like robots. I  felt crushed. Crushed and lost, 
in a desert of sound in the endless mesh of talk. "

"You see, energy reaches a critical point,
as you say, and then a gap occurs. 
Well, obviously, depending on what happens in that gap, 
it totally determines which way a person's life goes. 

Because either there's a world in a form of inertia, 
or a different energy from a totally different dimension, 
that can fill that gap. Either way,
it's useless complaining about the interference from the world. 

It's bound because you're bound to it. 
It's bound to come in at this point  
the thing is not to crash into this inertia, 
or you'd be deflected every time of your true purpose; 
you have to let it flow through the gap and, 
at the point at which it occurs, 
you draw on the energy of the original intention. 

Now, if the original intention is good  
let us say you want to find God then at that moment 
YOU DRAW ON THE ENERGY OF THE ORIGINAL IMPULSE;
if you don't do this, you will loose all your energy 
and never gather enough momentum together to really break through. 

Yet it's up to you to stay open. 
It's useless to complain about the interference from the world. 
World is blind. Asleep. People are sleepwalkers, 
like that policeman; when they bump into you
they simply behave like automata. 

Now, a man or a woman who is attempting to awaken
must not react to their blindness. It's pointless  
putting a kettle on to boil, and then getting enraged 
every time your sleepwalker takes it offthe heat. 
Just discreetly put it back again. Of course, 
this totally depends on your intention. Because, 

UNLESS YOU'RE TOTALLY CONVINCED 
THAT YOU WANT IT TO BOIL, 
YOU WILL SIMPLY SEE THE WORLD'S INTERFERENCE AS 
AN EXCUSE TO ABSORB YOUR OWN HYPOCRISY" 
 

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"The Greeks wouldn't have that. They maintained that 
Truth had two daughters Memory and Imagination. 
Can you see what they were getting at? Time doesn't come into the future. Memory, a repository of all that is, the universal womb... and Imagination, the space for continuous creation. You see the danger of concepts? It's so easy to forget that they don't lead to Truth. Addictive and destructive. Life is so vast...we all find it too much."

"Now I see... why you're so still: you've already... died! And this isn't you standing beside me. This is a form you are projecting from another time: yes, you're in another
time, inside the bubble of your death: yes, I see it at the moment of your death thestate you die in becomes the state you're born in! You died in faith, and therefore you
were reborn in faith! And faith doesn't exist in this dimension. In this dimension there isonly belief, which creates fear! And I've been clinging to belief, which has created all my doubt that's why I'm scared to jump. I must have died in fear last time! And therefore I'm nothing else than a projection from fear now! I've been trying to counteract fear with belief! God! Does it mean that I've really got to jump now, to change the tone of my life?"

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