Karin Pauer/ Choreographer/ Dance

text work

text // 'five hundred thousand years of movement'

There’s a first for everything, right?

The first big bang.

The first shape.

The first galaxy.

The first movement.

The first outside with an inside in it.

The first species.

The first drastic climate change.

The first performance ever.

The first big failure.

The first touch.

The first profound emotion.

The first spoken word.

The first time we started counting.

The first year.

The first virgin to give birth.

The first time we said something we’d later regret.

The first spilled coffee.

The first time we thought we were right.

And the first time we realized we were wrong.

The first time someone decided they were better than someone else.

The first time we lost hope.

The first haircut that made us cry.

The first time we got bored to death.

The first lie we told.

The first time we thought it was the last time.

Or the first time we look at someone for way too long in an awkward silence and we keep looking cause there’s something there.

And when everything had been experienced. And everything had been done and said, there’s always a next time.

 

The next shape.

The next movement.

The next species.

The next love of our lifes. 

The next generation.

The next nuclear war.

The next body.

The body next to us.

The next time we hug our mothers.

The next dancer who gets naked on stage.

The next emotional speech.

The next time we can’t forgive even if we really want to.

The next stranger we’ll be kind to for no reason.

The next time we go to bed angry.

The next time we run out of garlic on a sunday night, but we really wanna make this pasta dish, so we go up to our neighbors and we realize that their flat is so much more beautiful than ours

The next perfect day.

The next episode.

The next 10 years.

The next moon landing.

 

and when everything had been experienced and done and said over and over again,

eventually, there’ll be a last time.

 

The last shape.

The last movement.

The last species.

The last time we’ll feel alive like never before.

The last time we’ll kiss like the first time.

The last bad news.

The last person who dies for no fucking reason.

The last child that is born.

The last phonecall we make.

The last time we’ll be here together.

The last time i do this. And you do that.

The last reason to change.

The last day we’ll remember.

The last horizon we see.

The last crappy song on the radio.

The last white rhino.

The last piece of cake no one dares to eat.

The last body.

The last jedi.

The last touch.

The last deja vu.

The last discovery.

The last time we quit smoking.

The last never ending story.

The last time we thought it was the first time.

The last epic beginning.

text // 'the next five hundred thousand years of movement'

  • are we evolving?

  • Are we moving?

  • Are you in a shpere?

  • What do they see?

  • From which point of view?

  • Are we the only ones?

  • Do you really think we’re alone?

  • Do you really really think we’re not alone?

  • Who are they then ?

  • Will we be the last ones?

  • What were the first ones?

  • Could the first ones have come after the last ones ?

  • do you think they know?

  • How should i know?

  • Are we on a really small stage in a vast cosmic arena?

 

  • Is your ground soft?

  • Would you rather be time or space?

  • Can you strech like time?

  • Can you bend like gravity?

  • Do you drip like the milky way?

  • What’s your name?

  • Have you considered stardust?

  • Will we have intergallactic handshakes?

  • Shall we try?

  • how to embody something bodyless?

  • How to headbang without a head?

  • What about the big bang?

  • Do you think the universe headbanged?

  • Isn’t that what they say?

  • Do they know anything?

  • Who are they?

  • Who are we to them?

 

 

  • What are you doing?

  • Can’t you see?

  • Is this a simple matter?

  • What do you assume?

  • Are you making an outside with an inside in it?

  • Do you think that’s a good question?

  • Can we orbit around each other and not go insane?

  • Are there universes smaller than atoms?

  • Will you get bigger than a planet?

  • What exactly is a black hole vagina?

  • Are you stuck in a vortex?

  • What’s the matter with dark matter?

  • How can we implode?

  • Do you want to?

  • Do you?

  • Shall we conquer this place ?

  • Would you like to ?

  • Would i like to ?

  • Yes or no?

  • Salt or pepper?

  • Woud you rather have sugar on eggs or salt in cappucino?

  • Are you worried about not having a body?

  • Have you eaten?

  • What time is it?

  • Are we bound to it?

  • Aren’t we over that?

  • Isn’t that totally 3050?

  • Does forever have an ending?

  • How do we close the circle?

  • What happened when?

  • Who made up what?

  • Why are you here?

  • are you my voice?

  • Are you the voice of your generation?

    are we an existing society?

  • Yes.

  • Are we a new society?

  • No.

  • Are we here or elsewhere?

  • Both.

  • Are we on a really small stage in a vast cosmic arena ?

  • Yes.

  • Is the cosmos all there is or ever was or ever will be?

  • I guess.

  • Was the cosmos always so cheesy?

  • Yes definately.

  • Is the future a dog?

  • For sure.

  • Is it without us?

  • We’ll find out.

  • Is it ripples, waves and flow?

  • Mh.

  • What’s the first thing you remember after all the things you’ve forgotten?

  • What?

  • Is the future tropical?

  • What?

  • Is it overgrown and decayed?

  • Well..

  • Will we still dance?

  • For sure.

  • Will we be ok?

  • No.

  • Will we care?

  • No.

  • Will we disappear?

  • Depends.

  • how do you know all these things?

  • I don’t.

  • Did you pass through someone else to get here?

  • Yes.

  • Can you remember?

  • No.

  • Is there another way to get here?

  • Yes.

  • Will we ever get there?

  • Yes.

  • Are there others there?

  • Maybe.

  • Will we fight them?

  • Yes.

  • Do they have a flag?

  • No.

  • Shall we bring ours?

  • No.

  • Shall we conquer this place?

  • No.

 

  • Are you here?

  •  Yes.

  • Are you somewhere else?

  • Yes.

  • why is your shape so weird?

  • What?

  • Have you lost your corners?

  • Yes.

  • Was it alwyays as soft as a marshmellow?

  • No.

  • Is your chocolate cosmic?

  • Totally.

  • Is the darkness neverending?

  • Definately.

  • Have you found a reference point?

  • Not yet.

  • Did you see the sign in space?

  • No.

  • Do we have to wait another hundred lightyears to see it again?

  • At least.

  • How much slower could this be going?

  • Alot.

  • Is your outside with an inside ready?

  • No.

  • Are there edges to my sofness?

  • No.

  • is everything wider now?

  • yes.

  • Are we on a really small stage in a vast cosmic arena?

  • No.

  • Would you rather spin or bounce?

  • Neither.

  • Would you rather be hard or soft?

  • Both.

  • Is the future female?

  • Totally.

  • Who’s asking the questions here?

  • Me.

  • is the dark matter getting darker?

  • Always.

  • Will we end up in the black hole?

  • I hope so.

  • Will we feel safe?

  • Not at all.

  • Will we be together?

  • Who cares?

  • Where do we come from?

  • There.

  • Where are we going?

  • Also there.

  • Will i ever find out?

  • Unlikely.

  • Is the black hole like a kitchen sink?

  • Kind of.

  • Are you still with me?

  • Not really.

  • Do you mind?

  • No.

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  • will we die soon?

  • Kind of.

  • Will everything die soon?

  • Depends.

  • Are you scared?

  • Always.

  • Will it be ok?

  • Not really.

  • Shall we stay with the trouble?

  • Yes.

  • Shall we fight things?

  • No.

  • No we shouldn’t fight things?

  • Yes.

  • Which?

  • Both.

  • Are you worried about ageing?

  • Never.

  • Shall i have a child?

  • No.

  • shall i not have a child and focus on saving the world?

  • No.

  • Is there any way to get it right?

  • No.

  • Are we on a really small stage in a vast cosmic arena?

  • Totally.

  • Are we in a piece about motherhood?

  • Also.

  • Are we in a piece about time?

  • Always.

  • Are we elsewhere?

  • Yes.

  • Can you describe this place?

  • Not really.

  • are you ok?

  • Absolutely.

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