Kabuki, Act Three....an interminable drama in who knows how many acts...

First a review of acts one and two.

Long ago, and far away, there was a land which had a court of advisors, you see... Their main function was to guard all the treasure of the land, and were led by a reedy, thin man, who had seemingly gotten long in the tooth. The court had become corrupted by their own advisors, who began convincing the high court to rule in ways which would hurt their own interests, which again, was to protect their nation's treasure.

Over time, they had allowed and advised measures which became grievious, and one of those treasures, Princess National Health, became direly ill. And if a national treasure became ill in that land, it would, might, be the downfall of the nation! So the reedy man decided he might call in a medical guy to heal her, and employ some new rules....

Except, you see, there were forces.... dark forces... who wanted to stop the reedy man from getting anything beneficial done. The dark forces were so evil and clever, they were able to sway the masses, and make them take their side against their own interests, and run through the village squares of the kingdom with torches and pitch-forks, yelling up a storm, and threatening violence against the King.

But the reedy man had some inner strength... and tried to go on and save the Princess.

(End synopsis Act One and Two.)

Begin Act Three: The Villain Comes Out Of The Shadows....

Now, on this Court of Advisors in a Land called 'Might Have Been', there was one who was very shady indeed. His name was Lye-Berrman, and he had often been treacherous, but the other advisors always excused his behaviour, saying he was 'original', or something. They were blind to his true nature.

Even the King pardoned him, in the land of 'Might Have Been'. And in Act Three, Lye decides to take measures to constrict the called in doctor to administer the correct dosage to save the life of Princess National Health, because he wants her to die in order to become enormously rich. Which he was anyway, but even richer, because that is all he cares about. And in his creepy-crawly way, he worms his way into some other court advisors' hearts, and engenders greed in them. So they try to decide what side they are on...

Now, during this performance, which is very, very long... the audience hasn't had an intermission. All the seats have bed-pans, however, but the venue is beginning to stink quite horribly. Vendors come in at times and serve the viewers mush. The exit doors to the theater are locked, and no one is allowed to leave.

How the third act goes on? I have no idea, at the moment. This is just the result of sleeping badly, and cooking up yet another 'fractured fairy tale' upon waking. A so-called 'fig-mint' of my imagination. Thank goodness it was just a nightmare. I mean really.... who ever heard of a place called 'Might Have Been'????? Dreams can turn terribly nightmarish, you know?