“I can allow myself to write the truth; everyone for whom I have lied all my life is dead.” The catastrophe comes because we dream it. And we dream it because we fear it and long for it. Once the catastrophe has occurred, the tormenting fantasies stop.
“The fact that one is neither allowed to feel nor think, but rather must act, is the best therapy when people become confused by the products of their own imagination.” – Wolfgang Pohrt
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Participating artists
Clemens Maria Schönborn (Autor/in)