[missing section for Act 1 Scene 2 of
first draught for The Holo Magi, Cusp of
Atlantis.]
Toshiro - In this perfect world, I would
banish all downside to human life. Zimmer
frames and mobility scooters would pass
one another in the street without a scuffle;
bush lawyers would only be deputised
during civil disasters such as earthquakes,
fires and plagues; no cash or credit cards,
people would barter purely to kill boredom
and jaded appetites; oil would stay in the
ground, mischief averse; metal would return $10
to its natural state of blood or rust; wild fruit
would be the only source of nutrition; there
would be no jobless and noone would work;
men would practise tantric yoga on women-
-Flystruck and yet in union with the sky. Fingernails
and toenails would grow several feet long,
hair would grow down to the toes and wrap
baldspots like turbans with greasy proxy dreads.
-In this presbyopia, none allowed to agree to disagree.
-No tools or weapons to raise a foul smelling $20
sweat, all of which put man in servitude.
-Monkeys eating termites off the ends of twigs...
banned! How dare they break unwritten law.
-Hard muscle should waste away to soft, nurturing
female fat should not dismiss bad cholesterol.
-A world without pooholes where people and
animals only ate as much as they expended in
energy. Where the lion preens the lamb, if so
inclined, both toothless, pooholes branded shut.
-A delicately balanced ecosystem, where the flap $30
of a butterfly's wings in the Amazon would fan
a dustmite in Hobart, as she laid eggs and poopoos
side by side in human skin, balancing bad with worse.
-Poopoos are nice calling card. No fly by night.
[End]
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