NARCISSUS AND THE DUNES OF ILLUSION

LUCIANI’S ABSOLUTE THEATER  THE FLIGHT OF THE HIPPOCAMPUS  Actors: Johanny Paulino and Guido Luciani

LUCIANI’S ABSOLUTE THEATER
THE FLIGHT OF THE HIPPOCAMPUS
Actors: Johanny Paulino and Guido Luciani

 

After years of being tricked by his own shadows in the City of Distorted Reflections, Narcissus embarked on a journey of self-enlightenment. He traveled with no possessions, and sustained himself on food donations, scraps, and whatever he could collect from taking small jobs wherever his quest would take him. He encountered many people in his pilgrimage. Stroked by desired and longing, he allowed himself to get close to some of them but eventually, he would leave them to avoid attachments that could interfere with his quest. Some offered guidance, which Narcissus ignored for fear of being pointed in the wrong direction.

Hungry for peace and solitude, Narcissus stumbled with the Edge of Civilization - a desert so vast and treacherous that only few had been able to return from. He walked for days, weeks or perhaps even months on the barren sands. With no bodies of water in sight upon which to gaze at himself, Narcissus had lost his reflection.

As the time past, he grew weaker, anxious and terrified by the thought of never again seeing himself reflected. Lost in his thoughts and absorbed by his torment, he wondered aimlessly under the scorching sun until he found himself seduced by a familiar sight and the welcoming feeling of being home. Hopeful and excited, he ran towards this vision which vanished before his eyes as he approached it. This was the first of many mirages Narcissus chased while in The Dunes of Illusions.

Deceived and fearful Narcissus ran for days, weeks … until exhausted, he felt he needed to slow down but, his body would not stop moving, so he began to dance. This trance-like dance had taken over his body, leaving no room for thoughts or memories of his quest, just the feeling of belonging to that particular moment in time, a place where nothing else matter and which impermanence made it all the more beautiful. Sweating profusely, Narcissus’ bare skin began to glow. Rejoicing in the energy field that now enveloped him, Narcissus recognized himself in this projection: a more accurate image of his soul than his old reflections.

Guido Luciani

Sensory-Somatic Artist