Blind interactivity stages concepts in order to remove your concepts, and when both our concepts and your concepts are nullified, then what remains is already here now, closer than contact, closer than intimacy. In fact, it is not even intimate, for intimacy implies distance, and Truth is distanceless. You are searching with the mind, and mind can only search for an object. Can mind find that in which it itself appears as an object? If you don’t get it, it is ok for the moment. It doesn’t have to make sense. This needs only to be intuited. You are loking for something, but you are already looking from that very place. Who gets it?
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I am totally in love with nothing.
What is so precious in your life and about you that is worth exchanging eternity for?
What you are holding onto so tightly that is more valuable than timelessness?
What you are keeping in this life when even this body you cannot keep?
What is so precious to you in this life of yours that you keep Truth suspended, paused, and you can’t separate from your attachments or your fear?
You don’t trust that life can take care of you better than you can take care of yourself.
The performance is adressing us us to ask ourself, why is it that we are so loyal to identity and its projections and delusions. Time does not exist.
Awareness can never be an object. It cannot be perceived phenomenally. Being consciously conscious of awareness is an action you cannot do! Insight is simply opening up. What you are searching for has already happened. Actually it didn’t happen. It is before all happening. It is already so. But there is some movement being believed in that says, ‘I still don’t get it.’ You will come to see that the ‘I’ that needed to ‘get it’ was itself the apperent obstacle because it created a sense of separation.
The world is merely a show, shiny and empty. It exists – and yet it does not. It exists as long as I want to see it and take part in it. The moment I no longer care for it, it vanishes. It does not have a cause, and it serves no purpose. It simply appears, whenever we are engaged in thinking. It appears precisely as it looks like; however, it does not contain any depth or meaning. There is nothing real but the witness, let us call it a Self. For a Self, the world is nothing but a picturesque performance, which one enjoys as long as it lasts; when it is finished, one tends to forget about it. Witnessing the activity on the stage, one shivers from fear and rolls about from laughter, but one is constantly aware of merely watching the performance. A desireless and fearless one enjoy the happening.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing,
Spring comes and grass grows by itself.
Or the Western version:
Sometimes I sits and thinks, But mostly I just sits.
Under the pines of the deaf cricket, the rustling caresses September. Tattooed on the inside of the thigh, the train turns into a ferry to land the Saltacovid plane. Father was working on a facade when out of nowhere, a small German Sheppard appeared, and now he follows him everywhere. The edge of the moon thickens into a circle of floating shepherds; the sheep are cast into sticks, wandering like awkward children through the back streets. A crescent moon is getting fatter into a circle of hovering dragonflies; sheep are shedding their skins into the sticks, which are as clumsy children roaming on the back streets. Queer animals tell tales. All we think we see is a placebo. She is willing to give me some, but I do not want it. There is no personal problem, a person is a problem. It is poking out of the suitcase, each one in its own direction towards me. The holes of this deck are dripping; this shelf wipes the dust off me. I lower my tongue down to the ground and around everybody in the space, thick and empty barrels are singing an aria. Length 21,196 km is not yet final. Run the drone, run. Suksi vittuun! Ski to a cunt :: integrate> [] <hug :: universal glue bounces back from the time for reflection and trades a glove for the Sevdah. The snail serves out of six sensors, he is yodelling clay pigeons. Silently silently the timeline blows carons to sibilants. Under a pussy, a carpet levitates up the stairs into the heaven, on a zebra a hare with accordion matures. They stick together. One stew woke up before it started; on the roof of the world, the holy wand does not feel tattooed legs. Ascension, boom, gold footstool. Pot is burning, since there is no water, laughing and rolling on the ground for everyone to see. On the sandy beach, we are only packing our suitcases: Maria la Portuguesa: You get to know a friend in an ambush.
Blind interactivity stages concepts in order to remove your concepts, and when both our concepts and your concepts are nullified, then what remains is already here now, closer than contact, closer than intimacy. In fact, it is not even intimate, for intimacy implies distance, and Truth is distanceless. You are searching with the mind, and mind can only search for an object. Can mind find that in which it itself appears as an object? If you don’t get it, it is ok for the moment. It doesn’t have to make sense. This needs only to be intuited. You are loking for something, but you are already looking from that very place. Who gets it?
script and direction:Vlado R. Gotvan
supervision: Simon Kardum
light composits:Jure Rubelj
co-composing and performance: David Cvelbar, Tatiana Kocmur, Manca Trampuš , Iva Tratnik
vdor realnega: Gašper Pavletič Šenica, Matevž Ftičar, Andraž Šenica Pavletič
liberos: Stipe Neretvansky, Don Dron
video animation and robotics: Matej Marinček
camera: Nejc Ketiš, Tea Grahek, Pia Klančar, Matej Marinček and Baba Lan
in film: Simone Forti, Peter Weibel, Marieke Sophie Werner, Jan Ritsema
sound master:Jure Vlahovič
Attitude: Stefan Doepner
digital guru: Dominika Maša Kozar
photography: Kaja Brezočnik, Matej Marinček analysis: dr. Aljoša Kolenc
a=tF²: Igor Štromajer
special thanks: Mooji Baba, Joseph Beuys, Andreja Bolčina, Mitja Bravhar, Marjana Harcet , Iztok Ilc, Name, Nisargadatta Maharaj, Almedina Meštrovac, mag. Jaka Mihelič, Andraž Torkar & Alan Watts
production: GVR Institute, Kino Šiška, Maribor Puppet Theatre and Cirkulacija² , 2021
realized with the financial support of the City of Ljubljana
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