"Elizabeth, I don't think it's pointless for you to be hospitalized, it's not good for you, do you think I don't understand?
Existence, this hopeless dream, is not an appearance, but a real existence. When you are awake, you are always consciously alert. The tug-of-war between you and the real you in front of you is dizzy.
Every tone is a lie, every gesture is a lie, every smile is a twist
Suicide no you can't imagine it's not you but you can stay still and say nothing it's not a lie
But reality is cruel. Your escape is not seamless. Life is all-encompassing. You are forced to respond.
I know you Elizabeth I understand why you keep silent Your deadness makes a wonderful character I know you and admire you I think you should play this character until it's no longer interesting and leave it like you drop the other characters"
Anxiety, frustrated dreams, unexplained cruelty "
"I'm not Elizabeth. Our positioning should be the other way around. It'll never be like you and I've been changing."
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The script for "Masquerade" was written while Bergman was in the hospital, and I was a cast member.
Language is explicit as well as modified. People put on masks, and their thoughts and actions conflict. In essence, the way of existence is also false, it is a delusional dream, and sincerity is performed with sincerity. Speech and silence are illusions on both sides of the same body.
All the spiritual stretches and hardships are hidden in my body, and the failures have accumulated for a long time before they are broken and manifested. The soul cannot sleep peacefully and strikes together with the body.
I and I are like two-sided trapped beasts, looking at themselves in the mirror, the fake face and the real self are contested, and it is impossible to distinguish. Searching for truth and hope everywhere, nothing is left. There is a huge void between spirit and flesh.
Art sees chaos and gives people consolation. Reality appears sober and numbs. I am vain and ruthless, indifferent and alienated in this lifeless stage performance. Use aphasia to close the self, fear and escape the world, and perform this meaningless drama of existence with deadness.
Transform the self into an object and the other into a mirror, immersing in the other's life consciousness experience. Put a nail into the palm of the hand, merge with the pain, mental violence, verbal traps, and fear experience, conquer the will, stare one by one, and seek self-redemption from the inside out.
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