The story took place on December 8th in a broken building in Kyoto, where the ghost managed to meet the founder of the North Wind and the writer of the Ice Mountains, and joined the Ice Mountain team of the no-man drama. Why is it a productionless group, because our rehearsal site is one of the houses in this stale and broken building, which is fully adapted to the housing characteristics of the unproductive, which are characterized by overcrowding, air mixing, and are not conducive to recovery fatigue and vulnerability to disease.
With regard to editorials, I understand the intent of the writer, and he wanted me to denigrate him, but I just didn't want to listen to him. I don't like to talk, especially when I don't like to talk nonsense. Everyone's already scolding him all the way. What can I say? I don't even know what to say.
I'd like to focus my limited energy on doing my job as an actor. My main part of the scene was a two-play with the man, and it was written as weak, in both the situation and the lines, as if the image of the man was the image of an ED patient, who could not get up, and it was absolutely inexhaustible to finish the script, all by the actor. Speaking of actors, I'd like to scold the other five rats, talking every day about Stani Brecht Grotovsky's various theoretical systems, but I got even more angry when I found out that it was me who didn't remember the lines.
I've seen this play, and I've been sick, and I'm not attracted to it, but I'm still feeling really bad at some point. In conclusion, this script, I think, expresses the aestheticism of the writer, and it makes no sense. This "none" is not Westernism, but Eastism, so-called "all-embracing", with its rich Eastern culture. It should be said that "one size fits all" is the highest assessment of the play.
Eight rats lived in sewers, and in a small room of a dozen square metres, a deep space was created, from the initial separation and alienation, into a state of coexistence. And when we were born together, the drama of the iceberg was born. And so I cried.
Live against the light.
The ideal of life, to live by the wind and the light
For her, it's not hard, it's hard...
A fire beneath an iceberg, more eager to burn.
She thought that she could be stronger and more fearless, and that she had nothing to lose.
In a dream, I don't want to wake up. In a dream, there's a light, and it's dancing in the radium.
After awakening, still willing
In the world of drama, music and dance, there is no need for people to laugh.
♪ In people's laughs ♪
Before he falls, he only wants to live in pain, even if he knows that he will be in trouble in reality.
How can a wise man figure out how a fool's bones burn...
North wind
We are open to criticism.
And is a judge.
It is not noble.
Against Commercialization
Counter-mainstream.
We are committed to the content of "real, ironic and absurd".
We oppose political propaganda and moral kidnapping.
I hope you're extremely aggressive.