Script To Be Read Out, Recorded and Played in the room
(A Million Faces in My Life series)
2019
Text File, Audio File
Shown in Communion, organised and curated by Tornike Gognadze
︎︎︎previous work
(A Million Faces in My Life series)
2019
Text File, Audio File
Shown in Communion, organised and curated by Tornike Gognadze
︎︎︎previous work
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To some extend, i can feel this thing thats been regulating my being
something elastic,
constantly changing by itself
this traceless, intangible matter is like the current in a lake or ocean, stretches and fills my life like air fills lung
1
i am a mannequin. i cannot move. according to my programming codes but this wave moves me. me and everything appears around me
(other human, some french bulldogs pooping on the street, random stus) we are all under control and influence of this current
is it called destiny, tao, plot, or something? im not sure. i don't know a word for it
2
something floats closer to me. i don't know why
i want to catch it, but my arms are fixed. damn it. but still, i talked to it and we're friends ever since. something is carried away from me. i don't know why
i scream to protest, but it floated away anyways.. (it starred back at me as it was carried away by the waves, reminds me of my turtle i threw away into the river next to my house) i know it wants to stay but nothing stays. everybody has to move around except for me. i'm not allowed.
chasing someone in your dream, spaghetti legs moving in slow motion un, deux, trois 〜
3
at one point i finally see the shape of my surrounding
something I've never seen before. very clear material and clear sight, like a giant drop of water floating in a vacuum
but now its slowly shrinking in size〜 what does this mean??!
and everything i thought i have,
(they've never really left my sight)
they started to disappear one by one!
4
i don't understand
are they dead? are they gone forever? have i said something wrong that they left? or did i give it away for money? 〜〜
At first, i screamed. but now I'm only desperately watching the last object fading away from my sight.
and then i'll be finally alone. as i always am a bit lonely.
it's really quite now. if i don't talk then nobody will. and i don't want to talk because nobody can hear me. so it's just me, this giant object in front of my face, and some absolute silence.
5
i stare at this matter, it stoped shrinking, and is floating in the centre of my world. actually,
i think it is starring at me as well.
we have no eye, but i feel the temperature of attention.
“so what are you?” i said, with a slight emotion of anger wrapped by politeness. “^%#$*” (unrecognisable mumble from beneath the water)
“! what?” I thought, what a weird one. then i did something i cannot justify to anyone.
6
i emerged the wish that i want to go back into this ball. afterall, i spent my whole life inside. plus it’s kind of cold and way too silent here outside. so i flew back into it. what a miracle, for the first time i moved with my free will. and i decided to move back to where I've always been. shame. like being waken up by the alarm in the morning and went back to sleep.
but it doesn't matter now. nobody is watching.
To some extend, i can feel this thing thats been regulating my being
something elastic,
constantly changing by itself
this traceless, intangible matter is like the current in a lake or ocean, stretches and fills my life like air fills lung
1
i am a mannequin. i cannot move. according to my programming codes but this wave moves me. me and everything appears around me
(other human, some french bulldogs pooping on the street, random stus) we are all under control and influence of this current
is it called destiny, tao, plot, or something? im not sure. i don't know a word for it
2
something floats closer to me. i don't know why
i want to catch it, but my arms are fixed. damn it. but still, i talked to it and we're friends ever since. something is carried away from me. i don't know why
i scream to protest, but it floated away anyways.. (it starred back at me as it was carried away by the waves, reminds me of my turtle i threw away into the river next to my house) i know it wants to stay but nothing stays. everybody has to move around except for me. i'm not allowed.
chasing someone in your dream, spaghetti legs moving in slow motion un, deux, trois 〜
3
at one point i finally see the shape of my surrounding
something I've never seen before. very clear material and clear sight, like a giant drop of water floating in a vacuum
but now its slowly shrinking in size〜 what does this mean??!
and everything i thought i have,
(they've never really left my sight)
they started to disappear one by one!
4
i don't understand
are they dead? are they gone forever? have i said something wrong that they left? or did i give it away for money? 〜〜
At first, i screamed. but now I'm only desperately watching the last object fading away from my sight.
and then i'll be finally alone. as i always am a bit lonely.
it's really quite now. if i don't talk then nobody will. and i don't want to talk because nobody can hear me. so it's just me, this giant object in front of my face, and some absolute silence.
5
i stare at this matter, it stoped shrinking, and is floating in the centre of my world. actually,
i think it is starring at me as well.
we have no eye, but i feel the temperature of attention.
“so what are you?” i said, with a slight emotion of anger wrapped by politeness. “^%#$*” (unrecognisable mumble from beneath the water)
“! what?” I thought, what a weird one. then i did something i cannot justify to anyone.
6
i emerged the wish that i want to go back into this ball. afterall, i spent my whole life inside. plus it’s kind of cold and way too silent here outside. so i flew back into it. what a miracle, for the first time i moved with my free will. and i decided to move back to where I've always been. shame. like being waken up by the alarm in the morning and went back to sleep.
but it doesn't matter now. nobody is watching.