This is a spoken, bitter reflection, on the universe around a very realistic and autobiographical character. A poetic reflection especially on the performance and dance world but also on the meaning of politics (or the non-meaning).



One can look at this performance as a self-criticism, a radical questionning, painful and necessary, of the need to still be on stage. It is quite an ordinary theme for artists although it is rarely shown.



The character wanders on stage without doing anything very precise. A voice-over recites the text : poetry written using automatic writing mixing a text by Heiner Müller (« herzstück » a one-page piece) and my own text. The whole thing resembles a eulogy of chaos related with entire sincerity.