Seeker
This is the discussion spot for the Seeker.
Past Observations:
- Darker side to characters, almost “seek” and destroy.
- Most conscious, highly intelligent, has the longest dialogues, DOESN’T SEEM LOST.
- “Seeker”, traditionally a new age cover up for being lost.
- “I am a squirrel” – lying, delusional, mocking, manipulative. Norse mythology has a mischevious squirrel, Rukuku, who chews on the tree of life, eventually he (evil) triumphs, and the whole tree falls down. (shit-disturber)
- Is the seeker going for more drama, or for progress?
Past Observations:
- Darker side to characters, almost “seek” and destroy.
- Most conscious, highly intelligent, has the longest dialogues, DOESN’T SEEM LOST.
- “Seeker”, traditionally a new age cover up for being lost.
- “I am a squirrel” – lying, delusional, mocking, manipulative. Norse mythology has a mischevious squirrel, Rukuku, who chews on the tree of life, eventually he (evil) triumphs, and the whole tree falls down. (shit-disturber)
- Is the seeker going for more drama, or for progress?
posted by Dustin at 1:02 p.m.
7 Comments:
- A woman
- The Promised One minus the pressure.
- very removed from all the drama.
- Looks too hard. Needs to slow down.
- To the seeker, the questions are more important than the answers. SPIRITUAL.
- Asks so many questions it paralyzes them - Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder?
- Time is Irrelevant to them.
I was born two months premature. From the very start I struggled for life. Thrust into this world too early. Physical development came slower than most for me and for a while I was left alone in an incubator. Nurture was not a luxury that I had and in those first moments of life I learned to survive by gasping for each breath. Wrapping my little fingers around it and not letting go.
Life has been solitary for me. My body developed slower than my mind. I quickly excelled in my homework with the help of my father. I respected him doubly because he was the only parent that I had. I learned from him that in life if you want to succeed you have to ask the right questions. I don’t think that I would be where I am without his support. He wasn’t the only one though. There was a teacher of mine at high school that encouraged me to ask questions to which there are no answers. She was the most unexpected mathematician. She had a power to draw you in. I still remember what she said when I had to leave. My father wouldn’t have liked the questions that I was asking anymore.
I worry sometimes that I should have at least cried. But nothing. Not even a single tear. It was like that for both of them. When I left him I didn’t even feel anything. They both knew that they had set me free and somehow I knew it too.
After that I wasn’t sure what to do. There are still so many things that I could do but I am not about to let someone else decide for me. Did you think that you could impose your life on mine?
I wasn’t without love either. Not that I want to get into details but I was strangely drawn to my first university math professor. He wasn’t even a full professor. Only a PhD student but he was so charming and his smile would light the room when we entered. What I remember most about him was this one time when he missed class because he was knocked out. He was part of a boxing club and before class his sparring partner had knocked him out. The next time that our class saw him he had a shiner and was very sorry for missing our class. He is the only one that I miss.
Why did you want to know about me anyway? I am not so special, besides there isn’t really too much to tell.
I feel like I have been here too long though. When I was little people would always seem to fade from me faster than I could cement them into my mind. I still feel like that.
My father would always tell me that what I am looking for is in the last place I'll look. I have looked everywhere though. Some things are not so easily found. Everything would be answered if we all had an eternity.
Notes from Last Session:
- Introspective
- Not applying what she's seeking.
- Seeks answers, but not explanations.
- Always moving, can never see it pass.
Q: If Buddy is in the past and Amnesiac is in the present, is Seeker always in the Future?
SSSShawn, tell us what you got. I know you have stuff :)
I think that the first line the seeker says cements their character's struggle in the play. "I can hear you but only in my head, I cannot feel or see you." The seeker is looking for something but there is too much information, too many nuts in the yard to even remember where half of them are. She is like a sponge in that she soaks up her surroundings but too often becomes saturated and cannot absorb the important stuff when necessary. The seeker has probably had what she is looking for in her hands on many occasions but has failed to see it for what it is because she is too wrapped up in herself. She expects the revelation to come from others and inadvertently manipulates them in the process of trying to reveal her mystery to herself.
Another line that struck me from the seeker was when she says: "I cannot escape myself. In this place so unspeakable I have the power to do anything but I choose to do nothing." The sense of misplaced responsibility seems to lie on the shoulders of this woman. Maybe what she is seeking is important to society in some way and she continually turns up an empty hand. Whatever it is she perceives it to be so important that she continues, on and on.
The seeker knows that this place, wherever, whenever it may be, is not as peachy as anyone thinks it is or hoped it would be. In some of the text she has revealed in herself an inability to help others and actually enjoys the situation of car crash, where she was not guilty of anything but being a witness. The audience is in some respects like the seeker or at least a well behaved audience is like her. They are there only to witness the production, not to intervene in any way no matter how cruel or absurd or hilarious the performance may be.
I will leave you with this. The Seeker is stuck somewhere between nothing and eternity. Spinning on the inside but standing still.
A conversation between the Seeker and TPO as to what exactly the second law of thermodynamics is stating.
/ indicates an interruption and ( ) indicates directions for the actors
TPO- Why?
Seeker- Well if it is true then/
TPO- Who cares
(pause)
Seeker- Let me finish. If it is true than any system, closed or open, is always getting more chaotic, more dispersed.
TPO- What about me?
Seeker- What about you.
TPO- Am I getting more dispersed?
Seeker- Maybe. I don't think so though. As you get older I think that you will become more focused, less dispersed. Thats the
way it was with me.
TPO- What use is all this?
Seeker- These are the laws of nature, knowable to us/
TPO- Laws, bla-bla-bla. Why should I listen to you?
Seeker- I am older than you. I have studied these ideas and experimented endlessly.
TPO- Where's the proof? How do I know you aren't lying to me?
Seeker- These are experiments that you can do for yourself. What reason do you have not to believe me?
TPO- I don't believe anyone.
(pause)
TPO- Why are you telling me this anyway? (pause) Real interesting, I guess, what's the use. I am not like you.
Seeker- These are the keys that can be used to unlock the/
TPO- Boring. You must know that we are both coming to pass.
Seeker- It's important. Everything you see around you is somehow connected to the understanding of what I am trying to teach
you. You must learn these things or else be doomed to/
TPO- Won't these things just become scattered and chaotic once you tell them to me?
Seeker- I don't think that's the point.
(Seeker moves towards TPO)
TPO- DON'T COME ANY CLOSER.
Seeker- I just want to hold you.
TPO- Don't try and replace her.
Seeker- You know that I can't do that.
(pause)
TPO- But you might try. Back off. You think you know what I should learn, and do. You don't know shit.
(silence)
Seeker- I am only trying to help you.
TPO- How? Why? You still haven't answered me. WHY is it useful?
Seeker- You have to know how to inquire, ask questions.
TPO- You are just giving me the answers though.
Seeker- You already ask enough questions. You should be fine in that department.
(TPO begins to exit)
Seeker- Don't leave. You can't just walk out on this. On me.
TPO- Can, am, already have.
(TPO exits)
Seeker and Tyrant have a conversation about something that the seeker has seen
Seeker- I was just driving by and heard the shots. And. I. Don't know why. But. I stopped and got out.
Tyrant- Are you stupid. Most normal people aren't drawn to gunfire.
Seeker- You weren't there. There was desperation in those shots. A far cry from humanity. A plea.
Tyrant- It's all in your head.
Seeker- Someone was bargaining with the dead. (pause) Fourteen shots. Seven dead.
Tyrant- And it is such a tragedy because/
Seeker- Because they were so young. There was so much potential.
Tyrant- Potential for what?
Seeker- Anything.
Tyrant- You clearly haven't thought this through/
Seeker- well then why don't you say/
Tyrant- They have equal potential at every point for good and evil. Why is one greater than the other?
Seeker- Because they were taken without having the opportunity to decide.
Tyrant- And of course the papers and their friends will say that they were on the honour roll, and that they volunteered at
the local food drive, etc, etc. (pause) Such a tragedy. Why is it that their deaths inflate what they did and mask their
ugliness?
Seeker- Nothing is inflated. There is no ugliness. We just choose to remember what we want. Memory is choice. So what if we
choose the better side of life.
Tyrant- They would not want this responsibility.
Seeker- Tough luck i guess. Choice isn't a luxury many of us have.
Tyrant- If I died I would hate to be remembered as a sweet and caring soul whose love extended, bla bla bla.
Seeker- No one deserved to die like that.
Tyrant- Not even ruthless criminials?
Seeker- Not even them.
Tyrant- why? Have you ever seen what a human body looks like? Dead I mean.
Seeker- Not really.
Tyrant- Well?
Seeker- Yes but I can't remember. I only have memories of people telling me what it was like.
Tyrant- Well there really isn't much to a body. Just some bones and a bit of gooey matter. Nothing like the essence/
Seeker- Like a soul or the intelligence that oozes forth when people are alive.
Tyrant- Not much of that intelligence around here. Anyway. Oh, yes. (pause) Why do we have to make things more than what they
are? So that we can blubber and carry on? Nothing more than this.
Seeker- I don't think I am going to respond.
Tyrant- Ahh. You just did.
Seeker- Screw you. You never lost anyone? Never had to hide the truth from yourself, to protect yourself?
Tyrant- Well. (pause) Fuck off. Don't want to talk about it.
Seeker- Yeah, well, I think we do it to make the world make a little more sense. Who gives a fuck if we are lying to ourselves? Do you?
(Silence)
Seeker- Didn't think so. A little lie can make the truth so much more bearable.
(pause)
Tyrant- I would like to think that I left them. Not the other way around 'cause you know why/
Seeker- Why?
Tyrant- Because fuck them, thats why.
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