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Mayu |
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Cocoon
Nutritious and prison
At once
Oh, cruel home! |
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BUTOH |
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bears in mind the inner contradictions of the body of every human being
between light and darkness, ratio and emotions and life and death. |
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is the transformation from one state into another. |
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is the thing in-between where the body is not a fixed entity but constantly
changing. |
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follows the Instinct of life, is never a still-stand but a continuing
movement. |
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is the original will of human being to develop and to grow in order
to become what we cannot see but feel; to become what we ARE. |
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BUTOH |
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is Mayu – Cocoon – a state of metamorphosis. Inside exists
a Being neither living nor dead, captured in its fragile and delicate
yet strong and nutritious cover. Here it rests, receives new energy,
grows, develops and transforms until it breaks out, peels off the strings,
opens the layers step by step in order to become something new. |
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Butterfly
Captured in its cocoon
Awakening
Time to hatch
To tear down the walls
And spread out the wings
Time to fly
To dance with the sun
And play with the wind
Time to soar
To touch the sky
And to enter a new world
Yet,
Winter arrived
Before spring blossomed
And Butterfly
Retreated into its shell
For another year
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