The Birth of the Cosmos: A Tale of Divine Forces

The Birth of the Cosmos: A Tale of Divine Forces

Before time had a name, before space held form, there was Ananke. She was the embodiment of inevitability, a force so fundamental that even the laws of physics bowed to her will. Ananke was not a being but the essence of existence itself, a paradox neither alive nor dead, neither light nor dark. From her infinite, unyielding nature sprang Chaos, the primordial void. Chaos was the Singularity, an infinite expanse of potential where nothing yet existed but from which all things would emerge.

From the stillness of Chaos, the first whispers of creation stirred. Gaia, the Earth, arose. She was the embodiment of matter, sculpted from the fabric of the void. Gaia was the bedrock of existence, the fertile soil from which worlds would grow, the solid ground beneath the chaos of becoming.

Her counterpart, Tartarus, emerged as a vast and terrifying force, the black holes of the cosmos. Tartarus was the abyss, the consuming maw of darkness that defined the universe’s boundaries. He was the enforcer of limits, ensuring that creation did not spill unchecked into oblivion.

Bakkhai on the Storm - A Radio Play (Euripides' The Bakkhai as put to the music of The Doors)

 

Bakkhai on the Storm

SCENE 1

(Darkness. A faint, crackling hum, like an old radio tuning in. The sound of wind, distant and whispering.)

DIONYSUS (whispering, distant at first, then growing closer):
Is everybody in?
Is everybody in?
(A pause. The organ hum deepens, a faint heartbeat joins it.)
The ceremony is about to begin...

(The hiss of static, voices murmuring, overlapping, neon lights buzzing to life)

DIONYSUS (soft, eerie):
The face in the mirror won’t stop.
The girl behind won’t disappear.
The phone is dead, the voice in the next room fades...

(Distant, distorted voices whisper incomprehensible phrases. The sound of a match striking. A sudden whoosh, fire igniting.)

Strange gods are coming... Savage heads, wild-eyed...

(A deep rumble, the crackle of fire, a distant, crowd cheering, chanting, laughing wildly.)

The Wheel of the Year – A Mystery Play

 

The Wheel of the Year – A Mystery Play

Characters:
The Goddess (she begins wearing a long white dress with a long white veil hidden under a long red veil)
The God (he begins wearing a pure white outfit)
The Narrator

Props:
Elemental Altars:
Candle x4, Cords (long!) x4,
Pieces of The Mantle x4 – each with Velcro to make a full cloak and covered in dead foliage and fruit
Incense and burner, The Goddesses’ crown
Fire Brazier, The Goddesses’ scepter
Water, The Goddesses’ necklace
Salt, The Goddesses’ belt