Dreams & Ideals

This is my first post after a long absence due to my exams, during which I encountered various situations and arguments, one of which is dreams and ideals in life.

I read through certain biographies and interact with people of different mind states of whom I divide as technical and artistic or as Robert Pirsing classifies them as Classical Thinkers and Romantic Thinkers.

What's interesting with these different thinkers is their perception of life. A classical thinker tends to see something as it is like in Zen, where if you see a cloud its a cloud, there is no other ideas like for example: it resembles my 4th grade teacher; whilst a Romantic thinker goes deeper and eventually would associate a cloud with his 4th grade thinker.

It's the same with dreams & ideals. Classical thinkers seem to have more down to earth aims in life as in get a job, get a house, get married, have kids, drive a car around, die and that's it, whilst romantic thinkers have larger than life dreams and I guess its why some people get there.

What is really YOUR aim in life? What makes you feel good? Is it being a Rock Star? Or is it being with your wife drinking wine? What is your Pride? I would really appriciate if YOU left your dream/aim/pride or what ever it is that u aspire for in life, I really wanna know.

I post my LOVE to all of you out there.

Our Minds vs Our Friends

I have learned about states of mind; One's mind can increase, decrease, create or eliminate pains on the physical body.

Like fire, a feeling, once present, can be manipulated to extremeties leading to depressions, obsessions and insanity under a conditioned mind controlled by a situation in one's life or by a simple societal fad.

In these situations, one becomes much of an introvert with feelings and thoughts deteriorating to a state of nonsense and exageration. Much of this can be solved through close friends by simply helping the person opening up and expressing his thoughts and evaluating the thoughts and comparing them to everyone's life. The idea of someone understanding the situation and the feeling of living in a community of common problems turns the introvert into a more social being.

Much of charity indeed starts at home by saving people we know who are on the verge of depressions simply by listening, and giving them their soul some precious intimate time.

This could happen to anyone, it is something which "attacks" our most weak and embarssing points in our character.

My Experience taking Part in BAR MACBETH - A Bryan Muscat Production

Ironically enough, when Christmas is a season to be jolly, Bar Macbeth was performed days before Christmas making it an even more cold-blooded situation. Bar Macbeth didn’t tell the tale of Dunsinane of a far away land but of a street round the corner from MITP. One could actually waive the hanging posters depicting the street and think of the narrow street they might have walked through just a couple of minutes before.

Many commented on the absurd idea of taking Macbeth from the original context and setting it in Strait Street: why not? Strait Street is a symbol of lust, and Macbeth is too: the lust for ambition. The key themes were undoubtly kept: Ambition and Deception.

My experience within the character was a different one from the other characters I have performed. It was my first production with the adults so I could feel the step there. Since my role was a minor one with only 6 lines to say, the quality not quantity saying came into practice. I had more time to think on what to do, hear, think, smell, feel, and see and all the things which concerned all my senses and my inner thoughts.

My Relationship with Daphne (Aveline) was very affectionate; she was a loving mother which complemented with Aveline’s tender voice, which helped me a lot and which I could get accustomed to on and on during rehearsals and backstage. My contact with Daphne was very short, I would just hug her saying good-bye and unknowingly see her kiss my father for the last time. Thinking about it, that scene was very much of a farewell then a simple goodbye, very touching.

Conversely with my father, Banquo, it wasn’t that of an affectionate relationship but it was a friendly but respectful one were I could speak freely with him; it was very much Neville only a bit more strict, which did it all because I found it difficult to get accustomed to the hassle-free Neville when filming the parody. Again I could get accustomed to Banquo through Neville, by speaking to him and getting used to his height, his walk and his rhythm of speech; he seemed to have been doing the same thing with me because I could feel his reactions where more paternal than friendly during rehearsals.

Then I interacted with Don Siward and his Gang. It was a very formal but warm relationship with the whole lot. Don Siward was like a godfather to me only being more aloof than loving being the Don he was. The others acted along, they just cared about protecting Don Siward not me; the fact that they reached for their guns when I whispered to Don Siward, showed how emotionless they were towards me.

Charles grew up fast after they murdered his father but when he came to deliver the black news of the massacre of Macduff’s family, Charles relived his father’s murder; On his arrival at Don Siward’s, Macduff was present and was ironically happy to see Charles. The question Macduff asks Charles was the last thing Charles was expecting: “OK?” How could Charles be OK? With the most hypocritical way and with immense reluctance, Charles nodded.

To my disappointment, this year I could not get the vibe of the performance as part of the audience but as Charles, the Son of Banquo and Daphne. It was a very different feeling because concentrating on my role I missed the brilliance and prestige of the production we were taking part in.

One thing I miss in Bryan’s productions is his idea of using the least number of props. This year we used a large number of props which were useful in the context. To many people especially the audience, referred to MITP as shabby and maybe a disgusting theatre, but for me MITP is that open space which really inspires me and really helps me to think because it’s empty and dark.

Bar Macbeth reassured me about everything I believed about Lemonhead and with all the pleasure I will wait for the next production which shall challenge our minds and souls into trance realities.

Balance

The word ‘balance’ consists of 3 vowels and 4 consonants, making up 7 letters. The word ‘balance’ itself does not show any balance what so ever apart from its meaning and value. Balance is all about the even distribution of values and quantities, forces and matter, thought and power; if balance really existed in the physical world we live in, it would be paradise.

In what ever we see, and live balance lacks, even with time. If time was balanced, time would stop and eternity will be it; if chemical elements where all balanced, we would never have fire. If power was balanced in our instinct, neither would communism exist nor democracy; If hormones were balanced, everyone would loose his/her sexuality.

Balance in itself can be destructive as well as constructive, it is one of the few ways we may understand the concepts of nature and eternity.