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The Oracle came out of a pretence, and the charade of certainty came from a sign of uncertainty, and in the face of a fear of the future, the ancient community invested all its anxiety in communication with the heavens, and through rituals, the imbecile officials would express all their visions of the future without reservation.
I was taught from the first lesson of my school that "I" was a proletarian, that "I" was a successor to communism, that as a pioneer, by example, fought resolutely, and with the baptism of repeated songs, I was convinced that it was necessary to move forward courageously and that victory would ultimately belong to us for the sake of ideals.
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Realism is cruel, and the process of growth, after 90, is a testimony to the rapid growth of the economy and the rapid rise of the gap between the rich and the poor, and the fact that capital is accompanied by the Marta effect that enriches an individual, while allowing an individual to no longer be rich, the number of enemies is growing, and the understanding of "I" is growing deeper. How can I practice? How do I change my life?
Realism is moving at an accelerated pace, history is changing, big events are happening, and "I", where? I live in the middle of society, and I'm called to the edges of the city to go nomadic, to wear the hat of the "low-end population" and to carry all my home in the electric bottle.
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I'm thirsty. I'm thirsty. Love? With the exception of love once again, I have no longer any desire to connect with the world. But how can I take that step, with my face on my back, my limbs swollen, my movement slow, my language stiff, my narcissism? Reality has swallowed me up and abandoned me as a waste of the century.
Reopen? Yes! Rebuild a copy, jump into my heavens and my earth, and all is my world, pretty girl? She'll be with me! Saber is connected to everything. There's plenty to be done! I'm going to rewrite my scripts, go through all the characters, the keyboards are my piano, the fingers are flying, the great work is coming! And where are I?
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I'm going to tell you that I'm going to tell you something. From the screen, I'm no longer friends with paper people, and I'm mixing my heart's bitter water into a hormonal hormonal. Trust! I have to find my true friends. We have a common vision, a common ambition, to connect everyone. We must not live on the exchange of property, status, social relations and constant value-added of resources. To be a proletarian, to exchange creative inspiration, to inspire a fight, to play in the vast stars, should be a gesture against reality.
The "re-opening" is not to throw out all responsibility and provide an excuse for narcissism, but to reconnect all possibilities. Theatrical is the best way to meet again, and what is called "assumption" is a cover, to find an exit for ourselves, to suddenly open up non-existent mouths, to connect to my long-sought dreams and to re-irrigate her back into reality. The drama has always solved the human problem, as it was said at the beginning. It comes from the ancient offerings. Let's call out our most thirsty things. We live with our actions.
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Let those capitalists and conglomerates who are in pain continue to live in the head of the cask, are trajectorized by a well-set trajectory trajectories of desire, draining all their creativity and all their mobility, draining all their bone marrows under the illusion of capital value-added, moving their dead bodies like flesh, issuing that ridiculously false instruction, obscenity and debauchery, and going to be self-righteous "owners".
The proletarians are coming out more and more, and we are here to be our masters and not to be afraid of the "lashes" that once made you so miserable that they become more weak and ineffective, and that my life will be guided and performed by me personally, and that any fool who tries to dominate me will be beaten by me, especially the dogs, two-way dealers, and the foxes, and I will never let go. My eyes are gleaming, and those who join the ranks in an attempt to undermine our ideals must be seen.
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The future of the proletarians is coming, and in theatre practice, real action is being used to turn all the pushes in the imagination into real results, so that one failure breeds success. If you want to swim in a stormy wave, you'll have to train in the pool first, and you won't be able to use your techniques alone. The play is about reconnecting people to people. It's definitely not the centerpiece of a stupid director, much less the name-by-name tool that's ludicrously embedded in a realistic capital template. It existed on the first day of human life, and it was a false hope to move a group of people away from anxiety, confusion and pain, to believe in the future and to move forward.
To keep the truth.
We look forward to you coming.
Recently there has also been recruitment for the new play Pofilia.
We are waiting for a lonely brave man
A coward who can no longer easily reconcile desire with fear.
A martyr who wants to stand up and die of addiction in a play.
A night hunter who has given up secularity but cannot give up his love.
A mad dog who has been abandoned in a garbage can since birth.
A self-righteous man.
Recruitment case (click directly on text)
I'll bet my life on it.
You want to go to the cinema after the fat house?
Sign in, Captain.
And a video.
Tell me who you are.