If there is one show which is always in season and to which tickets are always complimentary, it is the theater of the mind. Lower the lids of your eyes and let rise the black velvet curtain of your inner world; look at the images, scenes, memories, fantasies and dreams that play before you. Aren't they wild? Aren't they wonderful? Don't they make you question how such a flotsam and jetsam can be arranged in an artful order, an order that can support such a complex thing as human civilization? One possible answer is through tyranny – tyranny that is subtle, tyranny that is brutish, but tyranny nevertheless.
Eugene Ionesco and the Theater Absurd
Eugene Ionesco and the Theater Absurd
Eugene Ionesco and the Theater Absurd
If there is one show which is always in season and to which tickets are always complimentary, it is the theater of the mind. Lower the lids of your eyes and let rise the black velvet curtain of your inner world; look at the images, scenes, memories, fantasies and dreams that play before you. Aren't they wild? Aren't they wonderful? Don't they make you question how such a flotsam and jetsam can be arranged in an artful order, an order that can support such a complex thing as human civilization? One possible answer is through tyranny – tyranny that is subtle, tyranny that is brutish, but tyranny nevertheless.