Action of my words was unexpected. The adviser has dropped meat in a plate, otvalil a soft jaw. The director has pulled a
glass so that from it the liquid has splashed. At Elgi breath has stopped.
However, all have there and then come round.
Not absolutely I understand you, - a stumbling voice the director has told.
Suddenly I have seen that he is afraid. Tries to hide it, licks dark lips.
You connect various arts, - I have told.
Beret from everyone the strongest to a component and on the basis of them create the new world. That is, you use not art,
and only its part. An essence. The essence enters into art, but replace it cannot. - the director has opened there was a
mouth, but has told nothing.
And consequently the world of your Performance - a substitute. - and danger that this substitute - is much brighter and more
accessible than the usual world. The main thing - is more accessible. Because the person in some measure creates your
world itself, according to the requirements. It is far not everyone can these requirements - including not realised - to
supervise. Not everyone can refuse them for the sake of enough abstract ethical principles.
And here something has occurred. They have ceased to listen to me. Pressure slept.
Elga rasslablenno has sighed. The director was pulled to a glass. The adviser was engaged in salad.
As if from me waited for something absolutely another and, without having waited, were delighted.
I do not say that you address to low instincts, - I have told.
- But you fill sphere between them and consciousness; fill so densely that the consciousness is not so capable to supervise
them.
Very in an original way, - the director has politely reacted.
He only pretended that listens. The director has waved to someone, has told absent-mindedly: - Art was at all times a
substitute as you speak, - since ritual dances of primitive people where participating fell into a trance, finishing modern gala-
mysteries on hundred thousand persons.
He has taken a sip the liquid - has frowned. Silent, viscous music, it obvolokla a hall from above has begun to sound. Light
has changed, became silver. Elga pulled juice. Fragile translucent stalks whence from above overhung to it on shoulders. It
broke them, threw - the new there and then grew.