Primo Movimento

Narrator: To build the scene: we are all still sick, as usual, but in all likelihood no one has the plague, as usual. I remember how it all started, the excrescences of the screens were bodies, hanged from the back at the end of silver brenches. Some of the bones were like knives others came out of the forearms, softly. Some noises from the park the mushrooms the moths digging the surface of the dates in the evening the ants gathering in the earth.

When the isolation became unsustainable, I wondered if I was the cause of my condition. I looked for suggestions from others and went out in the streets. When we found ourselves we were like children. From the streets, under the arcades, we were anxious comparing the symptoms, because there were symptoms, symptoms that those images projected on our skins.

We moved from the streets to the walls of this building and here we continued the research: we looked for new ways to record the changes, to list the variations of our bodies, to define the relations between us and those images. We were wearing different stratas one above the other, long sleeve jackets, grey woods, so to protect us from the contact with the outside.

I remember one day i spent in the fields. I saw a man carrying a load of goods on and inside the cabin there were hanging pendants and necklaces, there were necklaces attached to a key ring, a skeletal hand, the phalanxes in single parts, fixed one by one to individual pins, the fingers dangling on the holes of the road. The driver was swollen in a gray jacket tight on his chest.

The next morning in the streets I could not think of anything but the weight of the sun and when there was a growing mistrust by the authorities, we were dragged into our homes to be humiliated and beaten in public.

I remember those nights when theories failed and I found myself in the darkness that obscured 90% of my body, the poisoned blood hid in the darkness beneath my skin. The room in the evening became a huge container, things of thick walls and hidden rooms, rooms within rooms, saturating the land hoping the darkness inside will hide us from the world.

So i went out of the room down in the street where groups of 40-50 people were gathering, i moved slowly from the suburbs to the woods nearby the city. I dreamed of trucks carrying medicines, to exterminate us, because they said it was a drug of the eyes a thought that could not hold the word and that had to be decomposed. K_Night expands the nerves so that a thought from the face is diluted in the whole bodily posture.

Once in Pauli's room we both saw something appear from the darkness. Cloudy white shapes swirled through the room without revealing any of their secrets. It was pitch black or as Pauli says, full immersion.
We saw them, burrowing through space, larvae dancing in the darkness that was once a room. Larva needs softness. The earth is moist and dark. Pauli could not stop thinking about all the negative forces people strive to keep under surface.
At that point i hear a voice breaking.

Secondo Movimento: Andante

Pauli:Are you here, Capitano?

Pauli: Capitano?



Silence

Pauli: Capitano?

Pauli: LAUGH

Capitano: do you remember we walked that night into the toilet past the windmill: Nose bleeding razoblades were hanging from the ceilings

Pauli: What if we imagine somethinggggggggggggggggggg…

(Together) Pauli/Capitano: 1, 2, 3

(Together) Pauli: Ecstasy / Capitano: Egg

(Together) Pauli: Ecstasy/ Capitano: Princess

(Together) Pauli: Shell / Caitano: Sasha

(Together) Pauli: Altar / Capitano: Hate

(Together) Pauli: Pretentious / Capitano: Ohmyangel

(Together) Pauli: Gremlin / Capitano: 1994

(Together) Pauli: Huge / Capitano: Die

(Together) Pauli: Excitment / Capitano: God

(Together) Pauli: Pig / Capitano: Plague

(Together) Pauli: Laser / Capitano: D&G

(Together) Pauli: Bomber / Capitano: Shadow

(Together) Pauli: Rock / Capitano: Soup

(Together) Pauli: Misery / Capitano: Flute

(Together) Pauli/Capitano: K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night.

(Pauli while Capitano keeps repeating “K_Night”): there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out, there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out, there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out.

Capitano/Pauli (together): K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night.

Capitano/Pauli (together): there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out there's no such thing as strenght or weakness except as masks to be acted out.

Pauli: oh this is so miserable. The degree of alienation of the people in this world at times seems frightening. The intesive surface of our life is now exposed to the public eye, the judging eye. This text is an exercise of exposures: Bundle of needs, wants, i am here against you, yet i'm profoundly constranied, to the point that i become a funny funny funny funny a messy creature, purposeful meandering in its own kingdom.

Silence

Capitano: You still there?

Paul: Hello

Capitano: hello

Paul: Hello

In Chorus: Helloo!

Paul: i am so tired Capitano

Capitano: Can u see the jewels are steel hanging from the tip of silver brenches.

Pauli: uuuuhhh (!)

whoooo areee youuuuuu????

howwww areee youuuuu??
on the bed awake
standing on wooden chairs
chatting with legs crossed
looking at 43 inches screen
on the soft enveloping ruptures of somebody elses couch
the way to work
K_Night on the street corner
he came with a long knuckleduster
he smell it before hitting
and
the cats ends up scratching our toes in the night
in the long night
the first sign of the plague must be be searched in the joints, the junctures of the body,
hihihihihihi
the first traces
of the skin melting
warm meal
pieces of meat sitting in an office at noon
15 screens in an empty office
fungus growing in the nearby forest
the necessary humidity
shadows
the earth
soil
sun hitting high glass building
can u hear meee??
earth
coil
shadows
the earth
soil
evening dusk
mass of people coming from the hood with torches
nobody
cannot sleep
in the night
anymore.

Pauli: a crowd of people walking from the fields with sticks
a group of men with long sleeve and grey hoods, screens and nerves

Pauli: screens Capitano: nerves

Pauli: nerves Capitano: screens

Pauli: nerves Capitano: screens

Pauli: screens Capitano: nerves

P: screens Capitano: nerves

Pauli: screens Capitano: nerves

Pauli: HIHIHIHIHIHI

NOISES (!) (30 sec)

1,2,3

Pauli: ether/ Capitano: fotosynthesis

Pauli: soup/ Capitano: scorpion

Pauli: dj / Capitano: Jennifer

Pauli: boys/ Capitano: Camel

Pauli: smile / Capitano: cavern

Pauli: paradise / Capitano: snake

Pauli: woods / Capitano: babypus

Pauli: Super / Capitano: green

Pauli: Mama/ Capitano: Turbo

Pauli: Flower / Capitano: bastard

Pauli: Flame / Capitano: Cancer

Pauli: Longings / Capitano: Booster

Together Pauli/Capitano (Whispering): K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_NightK_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night, K_Night.

Third Movement: Vivo

Narratore: Please do not overstimate what i'm telling u.

(laugh)

This text
is
a long surface
settled
between u and me

there is a long black strata of disinterest
and long black cadilac parking
the woods are not woods,
the plague is not a plague
people spend at average 3h 35 minutes per day on mobile phone
this is so ridicolous
i'm ashamed of myself
being ashamed can be productive
like breaking yourself an arm when u 're a kid
behaviours can be patterned
behaviours are reactions
desires are not needs
desires are used
needs are neglected
all the negative forces people strive to keep under the surface
are the bones of the world.
But we are still looking like puppies
maybe this has just to do
with the importance of presenting oneself.

Fourth Movement: Calante

Capitano: Do u really fell very sick?
Pauli: i feel like a skinny kid playin speed metal guitar
in his parent's dirt backyard in E.

Paul: feeeeeliningggggg

Capitano: feeeeling

Pauli: feelingggg

Capitano: like touching the ground

Pauli (while Capitano keeps on saying hello untill the end of the section): the smoothness of an ear
the forest sweat
straight to the opening
pressing
so everything might evacuate
i still see things when i look at the window
hello this is me
hello this is me and this are all my stuffs