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The Baelyn Monologue or Sleep On the Couch if You Mad

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Ask around. If I’ve ever said I promise, I promise I did what I vowed to, so it’s hard for me to say, I promise. I am here in front of someone deemed by society as a go-between for us and the Higher Connection that permeates between us all, and am asked to make a promise. They are here, the audience behind us, I mean, as witnesses. Each of them an important body in the heavens of my universe. With these cosmic dancers seated behind us, in front of someone deemed by society as “more connected” to the connection between us all, I am asked to take an oath. If I am the sun, surely the woman across from me is the earth in my universe; where life, for me, begins and ends. She has told me, in her universe, I am the same. I believe her. Across from my earth, cosmic dancers behind us, in front of someone deemed by society as “more connected” to the connection between us all, I am asked to make a solemn vow.  The more connected reads this vow; Richer, Poorer, Sickness, Health, G...