Played by the piper above

Consider a convoluted maze its start point being the vortex called creation and the end point perhaps is the vortex called destruction. The maze’s palisade is composed of entwined thorns and bushes with spikelet and flowers protruding from it. The maze is the only stage where performances matter. The stage is set and ready to depict the prophecies of its puppets. The quill dipped into the bottled destiny, brought the musical notes for every marionette into existence. The piper is the playwright, director, musician, puppeteer and the audience as well. The puppets dance to the tunes of the piper. 

Each marionette traverses from start till the end. In the vortex of creation it is brought into existence from the piper’s play dough and is tossed out to the entrance of the maze. 

Now consider the dance, the puppet is pulled up and plunged as and when the beats of the piper’s music changes. Observe carefully the harnesses cum strings are the only means that connect the puppet to the piper.  The ‘played ones’ take different routes to reach the end, the piperaceae, the hazy routes, the piper’s tunes all add to the journey’s mysteries. The stark and docile puppet sways to the piper’s tunes. The puppet knows no meaning of laughter, happiness, love, pain, emotion and care all are performance themes. The marionette unaware of the inevitable vortex keeps on forwarding…….