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Secret lamentations of modern man

Tarek Ali Hassan
Theatre
21-November-2020

Mass media and unaccountable agencies contribute to the progressive erosion of democracy and the direction of human energies less in the service of life and more in the service of power

 

 

*Otototoi : a lamentation sound used by Euripides in his dramas

**Freud and Bernays collaborated to devise inroads to manipulate public opinion. At the time they called it the manufacture of consent. They did’nt dream of the advent of television and mass media.

 

 

mirror mirror on the wall...

 

 

 

                         Ototototoi*

 

 

 

 

         i was born the gentlest of them all...

 

 

 

 and then I was brutalised beyond recognition

 beyond recovery 

and they called it maturation

socialization education procreation perpetuation

Glorious glory all Gloria

And then I lost myself.. forever?

Dismantled disintegrated separated manipulated

 

 

And then I was to take life’s journey dying of thirst

 

in a pool of pure reason and excellent logic

 

We all live in a yellow submarine

 

Dying of thirst in the fountain

The separation and thist is so great

so great 

and then i shall break

and that which is not love shall be love to me

 

          and kindness shall be love

          and tolerance shall be love

          and charity shall be love

          and success shall be love

         and pity shall be love

 

i shall break and that which is untrue i shall think it true                     

i shall make it true 

                                        ...to rest...

 

and my thirst shall be so terrifying that that which is not water i shall think it water

 

                                        ...and rest...

 

 

and i shall be

          not the plant that thirsted for water

 

          not the flower that yearned for love

 

               but i shall be that that i thought

 

                                             ...to rest...

i shall be that that i think

 

                                             ..and rest..

 

     and i shall drown myself in imaginary water

                              synthetic water

 

     and i shall drown myself in imaginary love

 

                              synthetic love

                              acted love

 

love that i think it love

 

                          water that i think it water

 

                                                  ...to rest..

 

and i shall make worlds of perfect reason

 

                                   synthetic worlds

 

                                   imitation worlds

 

                                   substitute worlds

 

and i shall build them higher  ...and higher  ..and higher

 

and i shall make them stronger  ..and stronger ..and stronger

 

          ..and i shall raise this world of lies above all things

 

               for not to know the horror of my thirst

 

                  ..and i shall protect this World

 

                                preserve it

                                conserve it

I shall kill for it

 

                                cherish it

                

                                protect it

 

                                         above all things

          for not to know the horror of my poverty 

         and of my thirst..

and i shall drown myself in this mountain of synthetic worlds

 

               for to forget my thirst

 

                              deeper deeper deeper deeper

 

                              higher higher higher higher

 

                              more more more more more more

 

                              further further further further

 

                              greater greater greater greater

 

                              faster faster faster faster faster

 

                              more more more more more more 

 

                             faster faster faster faster faster

 

for not to know the horror of my thirst 

 

          ..and the plant

          ..and the flower

 

                            that thirsted for love

 

                                 shall sing

 

                                 shall cry

 

                                        shall convulse

 

                                        and scream

 

           shall burst violent blind

 

            shall wither

                              shall dry

 

shall pine

shall succumb to all manner of suffering and disease shall fall ill so ill so so ill                              

shall cry cry cry in incomprehensible language

shall die


  

     and i shall not see

                         or hear

                                 or feel

 

I shall sadistically fail to comprehend the crying message

the sickness mesage

     i shall just not know the horror of this thirst

               for i am drowned in synthetic worlds..

                                                 escaping worlds..

supported by Freud, Bernays** and NBC**

 

 

               for i free happy man am now a slave

               surrounded by organised anaesthesia, amnesia and ritual 

                                              for to rest..

               for i man am now

                              ...a broken man.....

                    for not to know the horror of this thirst

 

"deeper, faster, higher”

"deeper, faster, higher”

"deeper, faster, higher”

"deeper, faster, higher”

"deeper, faster, higher”

"deeper, faster, higher”

"deeper, faster, higher”

"deeper, faster, higher”

"deeper, faster, higher”

 

 

more and more and more more more better stronger more

  "deeper, faster, higher”

 hysterical violent more more more

 

hurrah for me!

                    i shall die in synthetic peace 

                    and i shall be quenched in synthetic waters

                    and i shall smile a synthetic smile

 

                         of gratitude

                         of approval

                         of pride and beatitude


  

                    ....and i die of thirst...

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