EPILOGUE

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EPILOGUE

CAST:
Everyone, arrange in an arc with the 5 primaries in the front, and the GC on boxes or risers or something behind them.

STAGING:
The stage is bare except for the sacred chao, the giant gold apple, and the large 5 sitting in front of the cast.

COSTUMES:
Main cast in white choir robes, with stoles that have the chao on one side, and something representing their name on the other. PRICKLE: Sea Urchin. BOOM: Bomb. ORANGE: An orange. SWEET: Candy. PUNGENT: An onion or skunk.

PROPS:
none


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PRICKLE:
Is Eris real? asked Grandfather Mal
who'd suddenly lapsed in his faith
For I must admit that this very question
has greatly confused me of late
So Mal travelled far, yea he travelled wide
and five diff'rent sources he bade

BOOM:
Eris herself will certainly know!
spoke Mal at the start of his quest
Alas, I'm not real, said Eris when asked
but you'd best put my words to the test
I may not exist, but you know that I am
a mischievous liar at best!

ORANGE: A definite fake, the skeptic just stated
No shred of evidence to be had!
If you cannot prove it, tis simply not true
but a fable or nonsense instead
And since he could not prove that he was real
the skeptic disappeared where he sat.

SWEET:
Is she not labeled? the scientist queried
She sounds like a plot device to me
Or perhaps a parable, but I cannot be sure
Things need to be labeled, you see!
Real things have names, and tags and measures
I propose: Eris (Divina Discordii)

PUNGENT:
Is a unicorn real? The Philosopher riddled
and the thought of such a beast?
What is wisdom to me may be rubbish to you
but I'll tell you this at least:
The true test of being - Is it still real
after all thought upon it has ceased?

ORANGE:
She's not as real as my food, the pragmatist said
not as real as a brook or a stream
But has a simple idea ever changed your life?
or a feeling, a thought or a dream?
These things have the power to influence us
however unreal they may seem

PRICKLE:
There is a wasp on your ear! I see in your eyes
the sudden panic that you must now feel
But now, if I tell you that I simply lied
is the fear you felt any less real?
Then what does it matter? the pragmatic shrugged
and he silently finished his meal

ALL, including CHORUS:
Ah Eris! Not real, but real enough
as a great many things are today
A plot device, riddle, a joke and much more
a dream and a goddess they say
Oh, man lives in dreams, in fiction and fancy
in this dreaming may we ever stay!

  SONG: BATTLE HYMN OF THE ERISTOCRACY Revised 

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