TO INFINITY & BEYOND
We are here.
A dining table.Bright and airy.You see a pair of wooden chair.Turn right, there’s a a pipe organ covered in a dusty cloth.Pull it up.
Now you hear a piece of clinking fork!
It fell on the table.
It starts now.
Pick the chair that has a darker and the more obvious crack,
sit down ..slow and … nice.
MOOD MUSIC: PIANO CONCERTO NO.2 IN C MINOR,OP 18: 1.MODERATO
Please proceed to the next piece of music immediately
-(One of these Days)- Waldeck feat. Patrizia Ferrara after it ends.
*IMPORTANT*
PLEASE DO NOT SKIP EACH PIECE OF MUSIC.
-MERCI BEAUCOUP-
I. VERRE
Dearly and tenderly
Yearning and briefly
Caress of skin and prints,
clenching tightly
Hide and fright
Infant heart of mine
Little hands of saline and fears
Rose glass prickles of rushed,
crushed hearts
and plasma
So meaningful (to me)
Yet meaningless (to you)
O, beggared heart
Battered and mutilated
This poor heart shall never cease
To live
To leave
To lift and love-
only deeper
Please proceed to the next piece of illustration and music
- ORGANZA & PPP by Beach House.
(NO INTERVALS)
II.ORGANZA
Days and dates of youth
Tries to run over you
Like a shivering child yearning for truth.
Do you know the Hydrangeas are beautiful?
Days of desolation ran over you
Lies, LIES AND MORE LIES
To form the perfect truth
You seek to lie down
On the pastures of youth
Deception can never breathe
Never once the hydrangeas says they are through
They drank the milk of purity
One at a time
Days of youth are scarce like doves
White paint dressed as milk
Don’t deceive the shivering child
On, to the crib my perfect child
On, towards the pillow my lovely infant
Drink this milk
Out of pain
No more paint
Only plain.
THE SCENE
Please leave the chair now, you are walking towards a the window.
It’s breezy and warm, the curtains sway to the right more than the right.
You spot a colony of termites.
NOT AGAIN.
THEY NEVER LEFT.
Please take a ONE MINUTE BREAK.
Please move on to the next piece of music - VANILLA
You are in a rocket now.
Look at these beautiful stars!
MOOD MUSIC - VANILLA SUNSET ROLLERCOASTER 落日飛車
III.VANILLE
You are in a room of stars.
Dark. Empty. You see your past self.
You walked through your past self.
You became one. You took comfort in the forgiveness of your past self.
For not even death
Shall separate foams of truth
From dews of purity
(BEYOND INFINITY)
No venom leans on VANILLA LAND
The scent of sacrificial love never leaves
Air like water that longs to breathe
When play’s all written
Yet never returned.
Curtains open in VANILLA LAND
Stars and comets comes too fast
Realm of moment and poets
Trapped in your swaying memory
SHE IS IN VANILLA LAND
WHEN MERMAIDS CAME TO MILKY WAY
TO FREE THE STARFISH
FROM THE VENOMOUS PRISON OF MONSTROUS SEA CREATURES
The starfish and mermaid loves to play,
loves to play,
loves to play…
Yet
The mermaid leads the starfish to VANILLA LAND,
to VANILLA LAND,
to VANILLA LAND..
Curtain closed.
Please have a break for 6 minutes.
Come back and listen to the next piece of music
-1940 THE SUBMARINES
Remember to consume some warm coffee or tea.
“WELCOME BACK! ”
IV. BLANC VASE
The theatre loves you for your being
In severity and serenity,
‘till sickness and old age
No one saves your musing
Only the theatre does
The theatre hates you now
That you loathe your soul
Maybe tomorrow you shall seek love
And love will seek your cup of wine
Hold a little briefly
You shall get there
In a little pool of foam and bows
Holding your little lover a tiny bit longer
The tap’s here
One missed step and you’re freed
The clutch of the theatre
May be soft but don’t be late.
Please proceed to the next music immediately.
BEFORE YOU SNAP- YONDERBOI
V. THE PERFORMER LOST IT’S SOUL
RIP
The pianist is gravely ill
The poet is immersed in the ninth volume
The dancer’s leg gave way
The days of glory gloats
Eat me
Twirl me
Trap me
The stage was never this empty
They were tired.
Mentally exhausted
WE RESTED.
Inside, outside
The troupe never made it to the next city,
the third city and last city.
The physician is never to blame
The pianist never recovers
The poet is dead due to severe disgust of oneself
The dancer suffered concussion due to a severe heartbreak
The audience shall never forget the existence of the troupe.
PLEASE TAKE A 2 MINUTES BREAK AND ENJOY THIS CLASSICAL PIECE.
MOOD MUSIC:
AND
HYMN - PATTI SMITH
VI. FLOWERS AND DUST
My soul longs for cloth as white as pure snow
Seasons cried,
crimson fraise,
What do you dream of everyday?
Are there cherries and snow?
The lamp went off at eight every other night.
It was never exceptionally cold,
It’s cold tonight.
You forgot the universe once more,
maybe you chose to.
You forsook your life for a scent in the garden.
No longer an orphan,
not longer reconciled.
O, Sober fool,
May you rest in this bed of untainted puff-
where clouds are never seen
as you liveth amongst them.
This cashmere cloth I see,
soon to bid
soon to part
If we may-
meet soon
END.
Please enjoy the last music piece of this experience.
DAYS OF CANDY - BEACH HOUSE
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LAST BUT NOT LEAST,
FIN