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SCENE I - CHANGES

INT - SOFA - LIVING ROOM - EVENING

SOPHIA

The world is changing constantly, and you cannot do anything about it.

MARK

You know that the world is changing, and no one of us can do anything about it.

The world is just the world.

SOPHIA

Utterly, we can all express our feelings towards the changing world.

MARK

It won't change, because it turns and life goes on.

The world goes and goes, around and around…

SOPHIA

And around we go…

And we are here today, as we lived one more day at the time, one more morning, one more afternoon, one more evening.

MARK

And this evening will turn to dawn, and then to morning. And life continues on and on.

(SIGHS)

SOPHIA

Why are we daring to say this?

MARK

Because we are humans, and we have endless hope, and we perspactinate, and we understand that we cannot understand more than the world is changing, and we cannot understand that.

SOPHIA

And the dawn becomes another day, the moon comes up and down, and our world continues to change.

MARK

And we always bring, and the key word here is always, we always bring drama. Endless drama.

SOPHIA

Why do you say such, my love?

Well…

I do understand...

(Leaning towards Mark)

I understand that one day we will be food for worms, and what we are, just that.

MARK

(Soft tone)

I decided to turn off my sorrowful eyes and to see the positive things in the world, so that I could live better, and dream what I could say and fight for the dreams that I want to accomplish my goals.

SOPHIA

Hey…

No more sorrows, no more sadness, no more longing and lingering through the darkness of all the deep alleys of darkness and deep of traumas.

MARK

I cannot pretend anymore. And all that I lived through my life so far, was all but traumas…

Through the crazy stuff that I lived through, I cannot really say that I'm indifferent to this.

We suffer.

I did!

SOPHIA

I did too, love. And I understand your point.

But anyway, I have to move on and dream harder and turn trauma and drama inside of my mind into a positive vibe, one that everyone understands and everyone can learn from.

MARK

This all to say that the world moves on and turns and spins in the right direction all along. Right?

SOPHIA

Yes dear! You see?No trauma. Anything. The world just spins.

MARK

And we are just the greatest of stories, and that's all.

SCENE II - FORGIVENESS

INT. KITCHEN - DINNER TIME - EVENING

(They are in the kitchen, cooking.)

MARK

I have been thinking. And now I understand your point.

Forgive yourself before forgiving others.

Thank you.

A calm mind makes all the difference if you consider each word carefully when you forgive.

SOPHIA

Exactly!

You might say inside, to your own buttons, forgive but not forget.

MARK

Get rid of the thought, if you dare your heart to change the mind.

SOPHIA

That soul of yours will be more pure, because if you believe in the power of love.

And you will do it because you love someone, that by choice misunderstood some sign of yours.

MARK

Be aware, forgiveness is the path for happiness, if not, the pillar of it.

SOPHIA

Be aware that you are the light of someone, the sun, and a star which warms up the soul.

Be aware of all the signs in this world, that could not be perfect, but if you believe, creating a better world it is really possible. Be aware, if you forget and forgive the errors of the other, you are forgiving yourself for getting so wrong with the person you love the most.

MARK

Just believe in your heart your soul can have more light for being the one to guide others throughout the darkness.

2d:Tfa2,

SCENE I - CHANGES

INT - SOFA - LIVING ROOM - EVENING

SOPHIA

The world is changing constantly, and you cannot do anything about it.

MARK

You know that the world is changing, and no one of us can do anything about it.

The world is just the world.

SOPHIA

Utterly, we can all express our feelings towards the changing world.

MARK

It won't change, because it turns and life goes on.

The world goes and goes, around and around…

SOPHIA

And around we go…

And we are here today, as we lived one more day at the time, one more morning, one more afternoon, one more evening.

MARK

And this evening will turn to dawn, and then to morning. And life continues on and on.

(SIGHS)

SOPHIA

Why are we daring to say this?

MARK

Because we are humans, and we have endless hope, and we perspactinate, and we understand that we cannot understand more than the world is changing, and we cannot understand that.

SOPHIA

And the dawn becomes another day, the moon comes up and down, and our world continues to change.

MARK

And we always bring, and the key word here is always, we always bring drama. Endless drama.

SOPHIA

Why do you say such, my love?

Well…

I do understand...

(Leaning towards Mark)

I understand that one day we will be food for worms, and what we are, just that.

MARK

(Soft tone)

SOPHIA

Hey…

No more sorrows, no more sadness, no more longing and lingering through the darkness of all the deep alleys of darkness and deep of traumas.

MARK

I cannot pretend anymore. And all that I lived through my life so far, was all but traumas…

Through the crazy stuff that I lived through, I cannot really say that I'm indifferent to this.

We suffer.

I did!

SOPHIA

I did too, love. And I understand your point.

But anyway, I have to move on and dream harder and turn trauma and drama inside of my mind into a positive vibe, one that everyone understands and everyone can learn from.

MARK

This all to say that the world moves on and turns and spins in the right direction all along. Right?

SOPHIA

Yes dear! You see?No trauma. Anything. The world just spins.

MARK

And we are just the greatest of stories, and that's all.

SCENE II - FORGIVENESS

INT. KITCHEN - DINNER TIME - EVENING

(They are in the kitchen, cooking.)

MARK

I have been thinking. And now I understand your point.

Forgive yourself before forgiving others.

Thank you.

A calm mind makes all the difference if you consider each word carefully when you forgive.

SOPHIA

Exactly!

You might say inside, to your own buttons, forgive but not forget.

MARK

Get rid of the thought, if you dare your heart to change the mind.

SOPHIA

That soul of yours will be more pure, because if you believe in the power of love.

And you will do it because you love someone, that by choice misunderstood some sign of yours.

MARK

Be aware, forgiveness is the path for happiness, if not, the pillar of it.

SOPHIA

Be aware that you are the light of someone, the sun, and a star which warms up the soul.

MARK

Just believe in your heart your soul can have more light for being the one to guide others throughout the darkness.

2e:T146a,

SCENE I - ART

INT - AFTER DINNER - LIVING ROOM - MUTED TV

SOPHIA

I prayed to the spirits of forgotten destinies for there to be a way to become a writer who tells stories that change and inspire the world.

MARK

Aye. And I. The hard work began, and the old angry men — the ones who love to burn canvases of art and destroy positive worlds.

SOPHIA

Dear, my stomach sunk as they revoked the laws of good. Then, they gathered all their gang of fools, armed with propaganda and leaflets, simply because they hate that we, the artists, make them rise from their chairs of laziness and indifference to shout things that even their parrots are ashamed of.

MARK

The artists pray, and the people curse and pass judgment on the price of hake fillets.

SOPHIA

I heard that they swat flies with flyswatters and think of themselves as the Oëyar and the ancient sword-wielding heroes, ready to slice through any trace of things they might perceive as unnatural propaganda against theology. Theirs.

MARK

Their leaflets are biting, but bring neither progress nor the order they claim to defend.

SOPHIA

I do believe. I do care! And one day, all this will be just to gain another perspective on things – even if monstrous. Our world is a house, soon in flames.

MARK

Aye! I’ve been tired seeing chaos around. And such men, they hate you but still cannot remove their policy of welcoming strangers. Although they are hysterically hypocritical and their hatred stays on the table like a gun pointed at you, while you eat. And the other day, that just happened and I accepted an invitation, entered a house, and took off my tired shoes, letting my world-weary feet meet the cold floor of reality. I was curious to see what would happen.

SOPHIA

And then?

MARK

Then, I wasn't shocked and the house was full of euphemisms, morbid things, and memories moulding on the walls of banality that hold up the roof of hidden taboos. In that house, not even birds want to land, nor dare to sing. I smelled something that burned my lungs, and it wasn’t just the stench of the owner’s cheap tobacco, but even so, the house was humble.

SOPHIA

Did you sit at his table, even if you saw all that?

MARK

I sat at his table and I politely ate his bread.

The same bread that not even the devil would knead.

This my friend, I had to listen. Listening to things that not even his ill-mannered parrot would dare to repeat or speak of.

But the parrot spoke what the man of the house didn't dare to preach.

SOPHIA

I heard about that parrot!

What did it say?

SCENE II - SOUL

INT- CURRIDOR (NEXT TO THE DOOR) - LATE EVENING

(Sophia is doing her makeup.)

(Mark is dressing and putting on some cologne.)

MARK

Poor soul! Nothing worthy of replying or repeating! I wonder… Well…I would have imagined!

SOPHIA

Well… to be honest, in the end, I gave my thanks for the food and wine, left, buttoned up the coat of my thoughts, and breathed deeply the fresh air outside driving me to the forest. And where the singing birds sang perfect melodies of their freedom.

MARK

At least that.

I am sorry that happened to you.

SOPHIA

Don't be. Everything happens for a reason! I know that I spoke in a certain tone of voice that seemed to you as if I would come strong with a world upside down. But what's upside down isn't the world. Nay, my darling. This folk is. As if being born in the middle of this great mist makes them already living and breathing in tiredom doom.

MARK

Aye! I guess you are right about that. The world has been a rollcoster lately, and there's not one to blame, but the crazy way, which political propaganda works on the minds of those who are still asleep. and maybe some will never wake up.

SOPHIA

That's their choice. Even though the first opportunities may be taken from them, they had the choice to find a different path. But instead they decided to be there themselves and then, they blame others for their fate. What else can we do? Not much. If we push them too hard, they get angry and maybe it is too late for them to listen to the voice of reason. We are here in this place, today. And that's because we dared.

MARK

And we are the only ones who dared to wake up. Not waking up in the sense of… Well.. I opened my eyes in the morning to live another day and do all the tasks I have to do during the day. But an awakening that we all have eventually when it comes at the right moment. Call it whatever. Third eye. Awakening. Woke. Dreamer. Maybe enjoying Carpe Diem.

SOPHIA

Aye! We could do that. You dare? I am ready.

(Pause and look at Mark's eyes)

Meanwhile, kss me, love!

MARK

I will! I love you! I dare to say.

Yes, I dare to say that and more!

(Before opening the door he stops her and touches her lips.)

Wait, you are beautiful!

(Sophia smiles. Both kiss. A passionate kiss.)

(Mark opens the door to the outside and exits.)

curtain closes.

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