(By Blu)
(MUMBLING TO HIMSELF AS HE ENTERS, SHUFFLING WITHOUT ACKNOWLEDGING THE AUDIENCE. HE IS DRESSED IN COPIOUS LAYERS OF
CLOTHING. HE TAKES HIS TIME UNTYING THE TRAILER) Consciousness, context,
content, contempt … conscience! What a waste? Just words without form, but with
a definite function! Consciousness, context, content, contempt, conscience… All
conveying nothing of substance to the unconscious! Such fools; such idiots! But
I must talk last because I am the biggest fool of all; I am the original idiot!
Sweet words and passion and noble ideals – enough to enlist my bleeding heart
in this hair-brained scheme! (HE POSITIONS THE TRAILER SPECIFICALLY) Such
irony; raising consciousness about waste and at the end of the day, all of the
effort will more than likely be wasted! Why would anyone care? Its just waste
after all: rubbish, dirt, refuse! I should have refused. (HE CHUCKLES TO HIMSELF)
Fucking fartists! Trying to make a statement: turning all this kak into art! If this is art then art is
kak! (HE HANGS THE BIKE IN POSITION
AND A LIGHT GOES ON AND A FAN BEGINS TO OSCILLATE. AS HE TURNS, TO THE
AUDIENCE) Good evening and welcome to this wasted journey…
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