-- *Mar*Certainly! Here is a *short one-act philosophical drama* inspired by the ideas in your original essay: the emotional approval of nature, the emotional poverty of machines, and the conflict between economics and true human feeling. ------------------------------ 🎠*Drama: "The Last Forest"*
*One-act allegorical play inspired by YM Sarma’s themes* ------------------------------ ✨ Characters: - *ELIAN* – A young adult, disillusioned with city life. Sensitive, thoughtful. - *MOTHER* – A practical woman who believes in progress and economic survival. - *THE ECONOMIST* – A cold, calculating figure who represents modern development. - *TREE (Voice)* – A wise, emotional presence representing nature. Never seen, only heard. - *THE MACHINE* – A metallic voice, robotic and logical, representing technology. - *THE CHILD* – A pure spirit, a symbol of emotional truth and future hope. ------------------------------ 🪧 Setting: - *Scene 1:* A gray city apartment. - *Scene 2:* A dreamlike forest clearing. - *Scene 3:* A public square where city and nature collide. ------------------------------ 🎬 Scene 1: *The Apartment* (*Dim lights. The room is stark — metallic, minimalist, cold light from a digital window. ELIAN sits at a table, staring at a textbook titled: “Global Economics & Utility Theory.”*) *MOTHER* (entering): Elian, have you done your productivity chart for the week? *ELIAN* (softly): Mother… what if I don’t want to be productive? *MOTHER*: Don’t be foolish. Productivity feeds progress. Progress pays the bills. *ELIAN*: But nothing here feels alive. Even the trees are made of plastic. Even the air feels tired. *MOTHER*: That’s how the world works now. Rapture doesn’t pay rent. (*ELIAN stands and walks to the window. He presses a button — a screen flickers with a forest image. Artificial birds chirp.*) *ELIAN*: I had a dream. A tree spoke to me. It said… I am approved. *MOTHER*: You need sleep. And a stable job. ------------------------------ 🎬 Scene 2: *The Forest Clearing* *(a dream scene)* (*Lights shift to warm greens and golds. Trees made of silk and shadow appear. A deep, loving voice echoes.)* *TREE (Voice)*: Elian… you are not a unit. You are not a calculation. You are soul. You are breath. You are music. *ELIAN* (falling to knees): Why do I feel like I’ve only just begun to live? *TREE (Voice)*: Because only here, in the wild approval of being, do you exist fully. In the city, you were only surviving. (*A low humming enters — metallic and sharp. THE MACHINE voice echoes from offstage.*) *THE MACHINE*: Emotion: inefficient. Approval: unquantifiable. Trees: obsolete. Progress: optimal. (*TREE's voice trembles slightly.*) *TREE (Voice)*: And yet, it is emotion that grows forests. It is rapture that sings life into stars. *ELIAN*: Why does no one teach this? *TREE (Voice)*: Because those who love the forest do not seek to rule it. ------------------------------ 🎬 Scene 3: *The Public Square* (*Half the stage is the city: screens, metal, gray people walking in silence. The other half is forest: vibrant, glowing. ELIAN stands at the divide. THE ECONOMIST enters in a suit, holding a glowing tablet.*) *THE ECONOMIST*: Elian. Come back. The forest gives you no salary, no insurance, no pension. *ELIAN*: But it gives me myself. *THE ECONOMIST*: Rapture is not a currency. *ELIAN* (turns to audience): Then maybe we must burn the currency and plant ourselves again. (*THE MACHINE’s voice rises in protest. But then — a CHILD walks on stage. Silently, the CHILD kneels beside ELIAN and touches the earth. A green sprout bursts from the concrete.*) *CHILD*: The forest remembers us. Even if we forget it. (*Silence. Then one by one, city-dwellers begin to turn. Some remove their gray coats. The air begins to warm. The sounds of real birds echo.*) ------------------------------ 🎠Final Lines: *TREE (Voice)*: When even one remembers love, the world begins again. (*Lights fade. Forest and city blend into a new world.*) ------------------------------ 🟢 Themes: - *Nature as emotional and approving.* - *Economics and machines as disapproving, dehumanizing.* - *Human potential is not measurable in “utils.”* - *The child symbolizes the possibility of return to emotional truth.* ------------------------------ Would you like this drama *expanded into a full-length play*? Or perhaps adapted for *children*, *stage performance*, or even *film/animation*? -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Thatha_Patty" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. To view this discussion visit https://groups.google.com/d/msgid/thatha_patty/CACDCHCKJw8gwPhE7Q-eS%2Brw2ZLXX8t92TX%2Bg1U-2TE-XaMx_ag%40mail.gmail.com.
