I feel sad. How to convey something is happening up on stage.. with these small gadget synths. You have to wave your arms and “mach show”.
The audience is there and ready for an experience that never shows.
Doing. Saying. Wishing. Hoping.
What is a prayer? What is an action?
What is hope?
can only hope for things that is already at place in the reality you
Other things you would not know.
That makes a prayer rather silly.
Listen! You are in a can with a square and a circle. How could you know the triangle? How could you understand the ellipse? Or the rectangle?
You have the floor; the roof and the sides. You have the things inside as you understand them. You have yourself and your limitations.
So what do you wish for?
is a story about a swede; a dane and a norse stuck on a remote
island. They find a lamp with a genie. They are granted one wish
The dane wishes himself home again. The swede wishes the same.
The norse guy looks around.. sighs and says: “It’s so lonely here. I wish the others where back.”
Another tale is about the fisherman and his wife. You’ve all heard it. It ends with the fisherman (or was it the wife) having a sausage for nose.
How could you wish (or pray) for more than you understand is possible?
The answer is: within yourself.
could be called Al, Bobby, Zimmie or Adolf “Fuckin’” Hitler.
Wrapped inside this story-book of only good and bad, you lack
normality. You lack yourself. Because you are not Mahamtma Ghandi or
Mother Theresa. You are not Jesus or some Nepalese munk.
You are not the Zodiak killer. You are not the moth-man; the serpent; the slender man or the task-force.
You are you. And you contain multitudes.
I would like to get into actions, but it would take text-space.. as actions cut through everything.