For what will come

If you can dream about later, the future is at your feet. But when death is standing in front of your face, or even spitting in your mouth, time stands still. And what do you do then? Do you have a staring contest with death? Or do you instead make jokes with each other about how it might as well go look into grandma's eyes, because she is 97 and might as well go. But if the end turns out not to be the end after all, then you do want to be able to dream again. How do you do that again? In ‘Voor wat zal komen’ Boris-Johannes invites you on a theatrical journey. A journey with obstacles such as growing up as a young homosexual teenager, his lack of adaptability and parents without humour. Enough bumps to have a good laugh about.