"A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness."
— Jean Genet
Diamond Bones - “Home Is Where”
Directed and Conceived by Mariane Laporte

No More “I Love You’s” - The Lover Speaks
I used to be lunatic from your precious face
I used to be woebegone and so restless nights
My aching heart would bleed for you to see
Oh but now…
I don’t catch myself bouncing home
Whistling buttonhole tunes to make me cry
No more “I love you’s”
A language is leaving me
No more “I love you’s”
A language is leaving me exiled
No more “I love you’s”
Changes are shifting me outside the words
(The lover speaks about the monsters)
I used have demons in my room at night
Desire, despair, desire, so many monsters
Oh but now…
I don’t catch myself bouncing home
Whistling buttonhole tunes to make cry
No more “I love you’s”
A language is leaving me
No more “I love you’s”
A language is leaving me exiled
No more “I love you’s”
Changes are shifting me outside the words
No more “I love you’s”
A language is leaving me


ˇ†ˇ
Emptiness
Nothing rests on the mirror
Nothing to rest
Nowhere to rest
Clouds do not obscure
Passing horses
White snow melting
Snowflakes falling
Turn back into air
The end is painless
Already full we are
Although empty
Passing horses
White horses ripple
Through the blue sky
“Who would have thought
A dewdrop would last so long”
He said
“Your end which is endless”
He said
“As a snowflake melts Into air”
He said
Trust yourselves
Your cup is full
Overflowing
Floating
Passing horses
Shining hooves
Emptiness is moving
And dancing
Sky-clad
Rainbow-colored
And crystal-faced
“A net of fireflies”
Freedom itself
And motion itself
And suffering itself
And pain itself
And laughing itself
And shot through
With nothing
No one hearing
“And the foam on the last water
Has dissolved”
He said
“I lean against the stove
And emptiness - lo! eternity”
He said
And where are they now
These passing horses?
In which wood
In which star
In which stream
“Alone into the alone”
She said
Not realizing
Oh how alone
She already was…


I see who you are
Behind the skin and the muscles
I see who you are now
And when you’ll get older
Later
I will see the same girl
The same soul
Lioness, fire heart
Passionate lover
And afterwards
Later this century
When you and I have
Become corpses
Let’s celebrate now
All this flesh on our bones
Let me push you
Up against me tightly
And enjoy every bit of you, love bird
Let’s celebrate now
All this flesh on our bones
Let me push you
Up against me tightly
Let’s celebrate now
All this flesh on our bones
And enjoy every bit of you now
I see who you are…
Björk
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY