miserere nobis
if you can dream—and not make dreams your master
if you can think—and not make thoughts your aim
if you can meet with triumph and disaster
and treat those two impostors just the same…1
… then you might encounter nine spellbinding minds, les misérables
1 No exorciser harm thee! Nor no witchcraft charm thee! Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
a good director decides where and when the psychodrama will be set, she keeps the audience constantly engaged with emotions rapidly varying in tension, every moment has a dramatic charge but some are even climactic
and though not constantly panicing I often do, though not naturally bad I am sometimes so by chance, caught in mixed feelings all of which are to be executed straight away, constant trouble being guaranteed, so it goes: I do hungry, tired, angry, pathetic, grim or berserk, suffering, gushing, compulsive, apoplectic, insulting, short-winded and so on
but how to turn emotions into words and words into drama? how to touch, twist, talk? to gain a first understanding I will give you some pro-tips: let’s deconstruct and illuminate some techniques and challenge the traditional opposition of analysis and enjoyment
critical incidents are best performed when many named characters (ideally at least five or six) are on-stage, i.e. partys, christmas or birthday’s; drama is at heart a group experience, social and sharing
feel the sense of occasion and risk that live theatre evokes, feel the free-wheeling transient and ephemeral qualities; acknowledge the instability of language, plot, theme and characters, there is fragility and serendipity and highly subjective emphasis in every live performance; their procedures can’t be reviewed, revised nor rehearsed
drama-trained people listen briefly to the conversation and take it as a script; a script is an invitation to staging, hijack the show by provoking, select a scene with potential for striking enactment and take the lines loaded with an intensely high charge, see the theatricality and adapt it to suit the particular circumstances of the group
take all rationality and civility out of the grown-up discussion and replace it by arguments, fuel the fire by not listening and accusing of not listening; twisting every word „I-didn’t-say-that“ further destabilizes and downward spirals the situation; go on with misquotations, false memories and bizarre old arguments in this noisy melodrama
congrat so far and welcome to the himalayas of absurdity
follow the golden path from the nadir to the base camp of mount misery and get prepared fast tracking right into the death zone of mount bullshit, schlepp your roped party to the peak and there it’s barking at clouds
let everyone participate the bond of trust and make the sense of ownership palpable; consider the event’s essential items lavatories, snacks, scones and clotted cream
as a playwright, I know that I must seize the interest of the audience right from the start: it’s crucial to introduce conflict quickly cos it’s the heart of the drama, the ingredient that keeps the audience involved on the edge of their seats
each tragedy opens with a scene that sows the seeds of the catastrophes that will follow; just establish a charged atmosphere and stage it to greatest dramatic effect; exec by making use of your skills and taking the lead in bringing it to an end, be it disruptive, be it abdabs, be it loud, be it nuclear …
… lose your temper wholeheartedly and most of all stick to that feeling mode of an emotional rollercoaster
let the opera going bye bye by leaving em crying with the phatt lady singing her rougue song of tears
that’s a hundred sold out houses
now it’s your turn to free the tiger, unleash your inner artisan. d.i.y., stay tuned and off you go
Was gab es denn? Was lag in der Luft? – Zanksucht. Kriselnde Gereiztheit. Namenlose Ungeduld. Eine allgemeine Neigung zu giftigem Wortwechsel, zum Wutausbruch, ja zum Handgemenge. Erbitterter Streit, zügelloses Hin- und Hergeschrei entsprang alle Tage zwischen einzelnen und ganzen Gruppen, und das Kennzeichnende war, daß die Nichtbeteiligten, statt von dem Zustande der gerade Ergriffenen abgestoßen zu sein oder sich ins Mittel zu legen, vielmehr sympathetischen Anteil daran nahmen und sich dem Taumel innerlich ebenfalls überließen.2
2 Some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, Millions of mischief
be open to consider whether the dog is friendly before you consider opening the door
3 False Face must hide what the false heart doth know
no door withstands her golden key no fortress Sloanies wealth
though not considered an outstanding natural beauty she is very ritzy in her balmain splendor
the bathroom mirror, bit blind to the rancid decaying situation, responds the chalky-white fat fuck: you are the hairiest ’n‘ fairiest in all the land and the seven dwarfs are happies to be abused by you
and so it goes that after no long wear and tear runs into fatigue fracture and the gnomes are to be blamed for everything since the queen can do no wrong
some quick undermining comments to her subordinates and in no time the grumpy grinch fixes a fresh seven of happylizers
glichen ihre Lippen einst zwei spielenden Fohlen, so waren sie jetzt ein Gespann in den Sielen ihrer schwarzen Gedanken3
a man must destroy a hat-full of eyes, before she can become a good operating oculist4
4 A goodly apple rotten at the heart o what a goodly outside falsehood hath
the remorseless godess of the dark triad displays picture-book charming and emotionally cold, self-interested and inherently superior, manipulative and dishonest qualities, disempathetic, social spoofing and alluring
5 Beauty is only skin deep but ugly lies to the bone / Beauty dies and fades away but ugly holds its own
stop whining about the tea’s getting cold while your balls being hot-waxed and yer cuticles lubed you soft-ass full of shit
The bitches loved the pug Oresthes, until the vet snipped off his testes / left with only anal glands, he was reduced to shaking hands5
6 la marée noire et le déluge l’eliminera le Monde brûlant
eat’n’tax the low hanging fruit, the rich, we can’t afford them, their stone-hard hearts emit icy cold horror they heat up and burn down
in their petrocultural furor a gang of hypocritical libertarians are sugar-coating the polycrises and smooth operating their wet dreams in happily screwing the commons
while the clear-eyed seeing the woes of the inferno sit among ruins in agony of torturing flames
Und doch trägt jeder unbewusst / den Jakobiner in der Brust / Es wird, solange Menschen leben / auch ewig eine Linke geben … Die rote Fahne erschreckt euch? / gabt ihr nicht die Farbe dazu? … Wer nicht den Mut hat, Sozialist zu sein, wird notwendig Reaktionär6
7 Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart, or in the head
being interested in dying and football you live your life in misery and woe, lurking disaster your headbanging heels you’re too smart to live happily
Die Welt des Glücklichen ist eine andere als die des Unglücklichen, Wittgenstein, Tractatus
8 more matter with less art for art’s sake
idle musings of an artiste-sans-œuvre
heir of unearned income enjoy a boyish adolescence
via identity crisis right into your third third of life’s senescence
refuse experiencing stages of transition, sweet surrender to complacency and dropoutism, skip the all too long middle part with it’s mundane reign of useless concepts like work, goals, spondoolies, consequences, responsibility, so called grown-up conformity of rules, subordination and drudgery, cut that shit or prey on it
next of kin copycat next generation freeloader, whining Y pathetic X genome’s captee
you are by angst and choice not borne to stage tedium and boner-killing flops
borne with the genius to shit style with tits to be casted for staring the lucky fuck you are not one for working
unfortunately the world will never notice your crazy spiel MacGuffin
Traum und Trauma bitte nicht mit Füßen treten
Laotse rät, dass Nichtstun förderlicher sei als jedes Ding zwischen Himmel und Erde
deshalb, lieber Wolf, bleib im Bett, bleib auf Kamille, bleib einsam, bleib methodisch
in Seide furzen und Giraffen kämmen, schenk mir deinen Morgenmantel, Oblomow7
a.m. ist ADHS und
p.m. ist straff strukturiert
2 = Rebellion wider das muffige Abgezappel Miesermuscheln und Kellerasseln
4 = probe (scènes de la vie de bohème): schäumen lassen geister und gespenster, den penälerchor gefallener engel: schrei schnorr schwindel spalt schmier kämpf keif klittre krittle kamelle keile teile
6 = ausruhen
7 = Höhle ausmalen
8 = in die dämmerung, jagen, sammeln, gewerbsmäßig freveln an gemein- und gesellschaft
PS: mein Rollenspiel spielt keine Rolle weil ich nur für mich spiele, mein Leben verspiele, ich fahre es an die Wand, wahre den Schein, atme mir in die Tasche und verbringe Zeit, weiß nicht wer ich bin, deshalb schauspielere ich
ich habe meine Regel
kein Publikum, kein Werk, kein Prozess, keine Fron
if I listened long enough to you I’d find a way to beleive that it’s all true knowing that you lied, straight-faced while I cried still I look to find a reason to beleive 8
PPS: Es ist zu bewundern, wie er sich der gutgemeinten, für ihn aber bedrückenden Vorherrschaft seines Onkels und Mitvormundes entzog; wie er auf alles verzichtete, was dessen wohlbestalltes Haus ihm freundlich angeboten hatte, um kompromisslos, auf sich allein gestellt, von der Hand in den Mund lebend, seinen Weg zu gehen9
Ich ewiges Kind,— verdammte alsbald das Geld und lachte, während ich es beweinend nahm, das Hergebrachte, das Massenmuss, das Körpertauschliche, das Zweckgeld10
PPPS: neglect probability, sunk cost fallacy, overconfidence, survivorship and confirmation bias libertin lotterleben oberwasser monotoniefolter psychorespiratorische pseudoinellektuelle unsouveränität hölzerne kaprizen insubordination subversion spielräume dekadenz anarchoabrissbirne beatus ille, qui procul negotiis drückeberger wortwitz erhabenheit ewigkeitsprobleme erfolglosigkeit defizite entzauberung künder spießbürger schwerphilister gottes stiefsohn naturemphase aporie liebeslauf fama außenseitertum sidekick verheißung alles-und-jeder-scheiße-individualist deeskalation illusions perdues
9 wailing is the merchants song
passen Sie auf Ihre Tochter auf, wenn sie achtzehn ist hol ich sie mir
mit Poesie und Pistazien
1001 Tochter klargemacht für 1001 Nacht
und kann es nix passieren beim promenieren, bin ich operiert
…and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss…
…and never breathe a word about your loss…