We saw you, an audience, knowing anywhere that there was such a place in the world because of some kind of power, you were sitting on some kind of machine that transported you, and at this moment your body appeared at P4 Theater.
There's a huge space that concerns everyone around the stage. Breaking so-called professional and non-professional, breaking borders and pushing down walls that never existed.
Everything happened. Quick doors, plugs, Akli boards, televisions, friction feet, heaters with light flashes... no movement, no behavior, things are being squeezed into so-called voids of right or wrong values. There's no God here, or every dust has a stage where it falls.
The inadaptation, imperfections, obscurities and strange possibilities of each person - the creation of new spaces within the human heart. There's no more life, no more life. Everything here is not a show, and no show can see an actor acting like him.
They were injured here, healed and slipped back up again. It's not going to happen again every second. You can't go back to what you're watching at any moment. You can't relive anything you're experiencing.
You've been here before, you've never felt nothing, you've never given birth to life art. They came here with themselves, just like you, not a dead soul. Every breath you breathe is so critical. There's no one outside this theater.
When you get out of here, please don't forget that every second of life is a bigger show. You think the boring, unsavory space is re-emerging.
Go live your life. And do not make false bones! Make what you grow! And do not wear one-sided costumes, and speak in rigid mimics, and do not object to life as a replica. There's an incredible stage in life!
Photons.
Let the dream
Done.
True
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