Act 1 Scene 1

As I lay me down to sleep praying the lord my soul to keep dieing to be an age old cliche if i wake tomorrow i'll pray again to die gracefully obsessively again finding lady blue in the middle of several mirrors the center stage of muticolored flags the methodology of reading an aura Dreaming again of mardigras skeletons and chinese new year dragons no way to see this making any sense waking up in a room full of clocks time is an illusion red is passion black protective voids brown sickening in the growth of the green the flags begging for a psychic to read the serenity of the white and black flags and the shapes we keep dreaming. Life is a stage the game of romancing the beast seven main characters four story lines thatr intertwine at the center of the tarot we find our window of opportunity the simplest things the most abstract messages the stronghold of sovereignty the strangest messages raised high up on the sky scape The flags are talking the aura of reality wisdom passed on and passed on in the riddle of the stars symbolism playing card messages bouquets sent from cupid and a united color scheme something different to point out to the final piece of the holiday game ow i lay me down to sleep i pray the lord my soul to keep if i havent died by the time i wake tomorrow i will humble myself and pray for death in another way