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Saturday, March 24, 2007

The Message of the Circle of Life

From the day we arrive on the planet
And, blinking, step into the sun
There's more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done

There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round

It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love

Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life...




[Spring, 2001]

Poppy: Look, Dubya. Everything the light touches is our kingdom.
Dubya: Wow.

{The camera revolves around them, during
Poppy's speech, from a reverse view to a frontal shot.}



Poppy: A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day, Dubya, the sun will set on my time here, and will rise with you as the new king.
Dubya: And this will all be mine?

Poppy: Everything.
Dubya: Everything the light touches. {Dubya looks all around. He sees a map in Poppy's daily intellgence briefing in his golf bag, picks it out an examines it while Poppy eyes his next shot.} What about that shadowy place?

Poppy: That's beyond our borders. You must never go there, Dubya.
Dubya: But I thought a king can do whatever he wants.

Poppy: Oh, there's more to being king than... getting your way all the time.

{Poppy starts back down the golf course}

Dubya: {Awed} There's more?

Poppy: {Chuckles} Dubya...

{Camera switch. Poppy and Dubya are out walking on the green.}

Poppy: Everything you see exists together, in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance, and respect all the creatures-- from the crawling factory worker to the leaping limousine liberal.
Dubya: But, Dad, don't we eat the DINOcrat?

Poppy: Yes, Dubya, but let me explain. When we die, our bodies become the grass. And the Democrats buy the grass. And so we are all connected in the great Circle of Life. It's okay to be prey, it's good to be the king, but the best lives belong to those who help us in the hunt.




...
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the Circle
The Circle of Life


A place for every human, and every human in their place. And it's okay to be prey. This is the message of the circle of life to the compassionate conservative, who has his own.

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