They and the Jester.
This is part of a new play I am brewing on known as "Fundaments for Theater."
The Jester is a woman dressed as a man or a man dressed as a woman. They is anyone not present anywhere else than in a mirror and can not tell whether the Jester is a man or a woman.
Jester: “What is it they tell you?”
They: “I must listen.”
Jester: “Think first.”
They: “Yes, I’ve learned now.”
Jester: “I don’t know what they told me.”
They: “You didn’t listen.”
Jester: “I am a total ignorant.”
They: “No, they loved you a little too much.”
Jester: “I’ve been tricked.”
They: “That’s not possible.”
Jester: “Yes it is. You don’t know how it is to love.”
They: “Well it is more than what you own – win or loose.”
Jester: “Well, nothing is taught without a lesson.”
They: “In other words you had to see what you’d done before you learned.”
Jester: “I learned to forgive.”
They: “That is when they should listen.”
A young man takes a look upon a reflection in a mirror in a moments clarity.
They: “Took me years to realise the basic fundaments of free will.”
Jester: “You’re safe as long as you know what’s good and what’s evil. What was your trouble…You found loyalty in love or hate?”
They: “My trouble was I never realized before after. That means somebody realized for me.”
Jester: “You’re a grown man…now you have to stand for yourself.”
They: “Yes part of it is to learn of faults; folly - childhood full of regret and blame.”
Jester: “I guess you knew too much freedom.”
They: “All we knew was love.”
Jester: “Someone must have taught you these.”
They: “I don’t think you know the young man.”
Jester: “Alright I am talking to my shadow.”
They: “Free will comes with birth you say?”
Jester: “Doubt it. Think it’s taught.”
They: “Then why couldn’t I learn?”
Jester: “Cause you listened.”
They: “Well did somebody listen for you?”
Jester: “No they lured me into dreadful deeds with promise of love.”
They: “Who are they?”
Jester: “You didn’t think love is owned?”
They: “I thought nobody loved me.”
Jester: “Before you learned?”
They: “Before I knew when to listen.”
Jester: “Well if you believe “aye – were taught” they’d say “aye never wanted to learn.””
They: “That’s true nature of folly good lad. Nobody taught you this.”
Jester: “Then how do I know?”
They: “You learned.”
Jester: “Who taught me?”
They: “They knew more than you.”
Jester: “Why is that?”
They: “Cause they’re older than you. Someone thinks before you they’re more clever. Doesn’t mean you have to listen.”
Jester: “Now I know I was never taught when not to listen.”
They: “Yes you did; somewhat you changed your mind.”
Jester: “Then you’ve learned regret and you should know the jester can not see you.”
They: “Too me as a young man that seems a little jealous; Why is it you teach me this?”
Jester: “All I learned was pity my good man.”
They: “Then how can you know love without loosing it?”
Jester: “I am sorry good man, I used your love for hate that’s why.”
The young man takes a look upon his own reflection in a mirror. Who can love a Jester without pity?
They: “Love is lost then. Doesn’t mean you have to learn hate does it?”
Jester: “I don’t know belief man. They are more than you and I.”
A good natured man and his wife appears in reflection.
Mirror: “Cheers to you my good man. May His Lord’s grace fall upon you and may you be happy all your years.”
The audience is quiet.