Two days of the mystery play has passed. Last night we sat in a pantheonic council and contemplated on the nature of truth as it is introduced and approached in this play. Can truth be absolute and if so, how to recognize it? Who should one believe? Can you tell true from false, the unreal from the real?
It is not rare that people think they know what is true, and that they know it better than others. "Laws" are projected into nature as if that is how reality comes into being. Also it is common to think that there is no truth as such, but that it is merely a question of opinion, viewpoint or taste. The postmodern project has rearranged the relationship to belief and knowledge for good. Something is "true" for me, but it might not be for you. Is the experience of reality just an experience?
We in the company of Mysteries of Love do not think that the true, beautiful or good things are relatively so. To become, the human mind needs directions that are larger than their lives, larger than their individual experience. They need directions with meaning. Our absolute telos is a direction with infinite meaning. In order to hold this telos for the protagonists, we need the haven of our divinity. And yet the medium of performance forces us to these human bodies with their limitations.
When dealing with these questions, we sense the third part of our trilogy rising in the horizon. When working with the beautiful, the question of truth started to rise, and when working with truth, we are beginning to face the good. How to be good to others in the complexity of the contemporary social reality? How to help the protagonists in the most ethical and respectful way? How to respect our selves, our bodies, our fellow beings? The Copenhagians have carved in stone above their heads that "with law shall the land be built". That is something to ponder. When used as a suggestive maxim like this, projected on the wall of the urban cave and thus on the subconscious mind, we would replace the word law with love.