A Story of Life in a culturally desert droughted existence, where everyone want to go---but not really (if they did their homework)... Sedona, or if they knew the story of the fate of young but extremely talented Rusdia ( a concert violinist) who stumbled through a small town called Sedona after his auto broke down and poor Rusdia became a sudden resident of this town, broke and hungry, from a very successful tour of the world--only to find himself in a small desert town with only his wit and talent to speak of. Ignored and worried, his sensitivity challenged as a survivor, he makes his way piece by piece, event over event through a fog of small-mindedness. He attempts to leave with all of his possibilities foiled.
This is not impossible, and true from the perspective of Rusdia in this small town, layed in red sand, cavernous, with little possibility and opportunity for output. May the traveler beware of the roadside town, however brightly illuminated, serving to discover cultural quick-sand behind the theater sets....
This is a true story of understanding between people, the senses of spirituality which allow us--the Ego, bias and prejudice in which courage can be stilted by a "spiritual concept" that has no bearing or essence to the real facts, actual and witnessed, in the fateful sense of things of issue.
After even a year young Rusdia is still stranded and friendless--
Could this happen? A play between too extreme forces of Good (Represented in Rusdia and Evil-Represented by Jeemo in a small town?) The population is oblivious to the play of good against evil.
We can look to happenstance and accident that brings him to this elite community (with supposed ample support for him, but does not lift a finger in Rusdias behalf), which he promptly loses his identity in the matrix of an overthrow of realities---the often awkward identity of the "spiritualist community" that embraces the New Age (eventually we find out BAAL" in a dark world, enthusiastic and prideful to itself) totally oblivious to the young Rusdia...an innocent Mennonite, a violinist of intelligence, degrees, extreme promise who is unwillingly and unknowingly thrust aside for one person a borken old man by the name of Jeemo. He is a stoggy, tone deaf guitarist whos only merit is a rough concert tour with a rusty tin guitar, an overwhelming ego and a following of committed and willing converts to the New Age through his music and drug filled dark corner lifestyle. Rusdia and his pure world of classical music is pitted in his virtuosity against Jeemo through a ritualistic bloodletting ceremony (The Secret Temple of BAAL, amidst the mountains and canyons of Sedona...unknown to except for rituals kept on the full moon ceremony) In and behind the scenes Jeemo is jealous, envious and a rugged defender of the Black Arts in ritual New Age exploit) This pushes Rusdia aside with all his talents to a fight for life in the town where Wikka New Age Ritual is in play, behind the scenes, their aim to destroy any good in Rusdias otherwise pure path)
(200 pages to come---printed)