News from Hades’ Kingdom :

The internet connection is not very bad down here. Have found my family. Have joined Antigone. Still no trace of Haemon and Eurydice. Creon is on the dolorous path of exile. Cannot speak anymore : Hades is watching ! Good luck sister.

A Burial, my burial.

I feel people coming, I hear people coming : orders have been given, liberation is close now. From the harsh and austere sound of axes hitting the ground, I feel the tights of sin abandoning me. The softness of dust, the sound of enchanted prayers : I am dead among the dead. But before I leave I can see new ghosts replacing me on this earth : the blurred shape of Haemon’s body, dead in loving my sister, succumbing to the easy path of death. The place of the living is among the living. Creon’s branch is doomed, and doomed among the doomed. No rest for them. But Haemon is not alone and I can see the shape of his unfortunate mother joining him in his perpetual in-between wandering. Bloody suicides, you will not touch my sister, Ismene. Brave Ismene. History will probably not remember you as the tragic character of this plot. How unfair ! But you are the bravest. You have now to live with sorrow, loneliness and pain in the world which is yours, the living world. You have to carry the burden of all these death and to be able to build a new world. Your duty is to stay and to endure pain. You live, you are living, and you know that you have to stay alive. Your family, your breed count on you now to achieve what they all failed to achieve. You are the instrument for our regeneration.

The End is coming.

The destiny of the Labdacids is sealed forever. Antigone, you have accomplished your duty, your family and your Gods must be satisfied. Creon, by your unjust ruling you will be punished. Two times you have disobeyed Gods’ will : a dead among the living and now a living among the dead, to refuse a burial and bury a living. You have destroyed yourself and you know now that your fate is the same as your brother’s. The renewal of the kind will not come from you or your family. The End is close.

A small layer of dust and sand…

Antigone has accomplished her fateful duty : she has covered my body. She protected me from wild animals, flesh-eating birds, and avid jackals. I feel a transformation in my body, my ghostly body seems lighter and lighter. Your prayers my sister seem to free me from my earthly vagrancy. The feeling of lightness and joy is overwhelming : an intense pleasure is spreading in my spectral body.
____I know however that the time of my liberation has not come yet. And I see the guards coming to commit their irreparable task : each fistful of dust they take away from my body is like a blade in my dead flesh. Each fistful of dust creates new bonds that prevent me from joining the world to which I belong. Each fistful of dust dooms these guards to a perpetual divine wrath. You do not realize what you are doing poor foolish men!

Ismene, my sister.

____Ismene, I have witnessed your discussion with Antigone. Do not take part in my burial. This is an unreasonable enterprise. All my hopes are placed in you for the renewal of our doomed breed. But you have to understand your sister. She is no more part of your world, she is already dead. I can feel her presence as a ghost next to me. Do not try to reason with her, it would be pointless. Please just protect her and try to make her deadly burden easier to bear. You have to understand that Antigone is not a human being anymore, she cannot conform to the human laws. She is almost dead and thus directly linked with Gods, her laws are not human laws, are not Creon’s laws, her laws are the fundamental laws of the Gods, of the unreachable power of Gaia’s children and grand-children.
____You are not part of this deadly sphere, you need to regenerate life on earth not from the Mount Olympus or Hades kingdom. Use your reason as a human being to guide you, you are gifted with an earthly rationality, use it to reverse fatality. But for your sister, it is too late, you cannot save her anymore. Do not help her in this fatal burial but do not prevent her from doing what she has to do : do not interfere with the will of Gods.

Farewell Address

____People of Thebes, I died for you. Blood has washed the injustice done to a son and a brother, Eteocles and I have perished equally. But unequally in death we are treated : wandering without any purpose, dead but not part of the kingdom of Hades, dead but ghostly present in this earth, this earth to which I do not belong. I embrace the wandering of my father Oedipus – blind among sighted – I am dead among the living. Creon is your ruler and he is guilty in regards to the laws of God. You my supporters, you my sisters, do not act unwisely. You are part of the livings, to the laws of your King you must obey. He is the one who will have to answer for his actions to the Olympian Gods. I am part of the dead people but I cannot rejoin my world : it is against nature. You, the livings, are part of the earthly world, do not join the world of death for me, do not commit this unnatural crime or you would be doomed to wander for the eternity like me.
____To Ismene : take care of our beloved sister, she is doomed – she know she is – but try to protect her as well as you can.
Ismene, you have to live, you are the last viable branch of the Labdacids, be strong and do not succumb to fatality.
____My beloved people of Thebes, one day will come where the natural order will be reestablished and justice will triumph. Until this day, I will always be among you, my people, as a deadly presence, a ghost among the livings.