A story about guilt, disappearing ideals, about the importance of small words and small deeds. About despair and the fragile hope that continues to light up, precisely when it is too late. A confession that looks away nowhere and explores what it essentially means to be human. A performance that comforts, chafes and wakes up.
Johan Heldenbergh brings a moving theater monologue in a musical context.
Since people did not know a cure for death, misery and ignorance and yet wanted to be happy, they decided not to think about it.
The inventions of people advance from century to century. The goodness and the badness of the world remain generally unchanged.
There are two kinds of people: righteous who consider themselves sinners and sinners who consider themselves righteous.
Pascal, 1623-1662