We are all caged
sound-installation
W: Corporeality
M: Body modulation
W: Act for me.
M: Play for me.
W: You want to design my body?
M: I am only trying to make you happy.
W: I was in love last night.
M: We flushed it away this morning.
W: I can’t breathe.
W: Don’t change me!
M: Don’t force me!
W: Do you still love me?
M: I lost my virginity.
W: Something is not right.
M: I love that forbidden line.
W: I don’t belong... release me!
M: We have to fit in it.
W: I am in pain.
M: I don’t have a choice.
W: I can’t stand it.
M: We have to tolerant.
W: Could you open it for me?
M: There is no way out.
W: I don’t feel comfortable.
M: I am still naked.
W: Is there anyone free?
M: Who is free and who is a prisoner?
W: I am chained by fears.
M: Kill your five senses.
W: I have to pose.
M: I am locked.
W: I am abused
W: I am somebody else.
M: I am innocent.
W: Why do you present me as such...?
M: Try to be real!
W: I have been used.
M: A reanimated dead body.
W: We are only products.
M: I have been preserved.
W: Life is not fair.
M: What have we missed.
W: I am a liar.
M: We are betrayed.
W: Oh, I am so sick of everybody.
M: It is not fair.
W: Who is playing with me?
M: Who is playing?
W: I love this game.
M: Who am I?
W: Why do you choose me?
M: We are only dust.
W: Leave me alone!
W: I am displaced.
W: Is this a printed world?
M: Travesty of justice.
W: Do you find any entrance?
M: Does it exist?
W: Are you a human?
M: An artificial one.
W: Why are you here?
M: To be a body-building.
W: I want to have first-hand experience.
M: Superimposed.
W: Give me some space.
M: Moved certainty.
W: Are we connected?
M: We never know the distance.
W: Being together?
M: We are dislocated.
W: Are we so different?
M: We are only humans.
W: I can’t find borders.
M: Where are we going?
W: Do you want to reshape your social body?
M: Another artificial recreation?
W: Where is my original body?
M: I don’t have one.
W: Should we polish the landscape?
M: The constructions between fiction and reality?
W: Transformed nature.
M: Disembodying power.
W: Dance with me!
M: Physically or politically?
W: A world at play.
M: Gain lost.
W: I feel so lonely.
W: Do you believe in me?
M: No, we don’t believe in anyone.
W: Do you understand me?
M: What kind of language do you speak?
W: Why do you love me?
M: Do you hate me?
W: It is so dark here.
M: Walls, walls and walls...
W: Feel me, feel me, feel me...
M: I can’t move.
W: Am I beautiful?
M: Do I still have my identity?
W: I am a shadow of myself.
M: I really feel good today.
W: Is there any stranger outside?
M: Why don’t you accept me?
W: Is there any sky?
M: Where is the air?
W: I am a prisoner of my nature.
M: We are still prisoners in the history box.
W: I wish I were never locked.
M: We are locked by ourselves.
W: The darkness is inside me.
M: Open our wounds!
W: I am crossing my inner field.
M: There is no window of our souls.
W: What are we fighting for?
M: A skin of wall.
W: How do we remove our personal walls?
M: I have got a devil in my heart.
W: Speak to me!
M: Do you really want to understand me?
W: I feel so empty.
W: I lost my dreams.
M: I am nowhere.
W: No one is legal.
M: I am only a passager.
W: Should we make easy fun?
M: Do you feel safe?
W: My brains are polluted.
M: Internal chaos.
W: I lost my visual vocabulary.
M: I am a self-stranger.
W: Where is the sun?
M: Is the moon still there?
W: Have you ever had a sweet dream?
M: Give me the chance.
W: Should I still hope?
M: The future is passed.
W: I lost myself.
M: Shadow to shadow.
W: An absence of the time.
M: A fabricated reality.
W: I am so confused.
M: Everything is meaningless.
W: Touch me, touch me, touch me...
M: I am fading...
W: What is the truth?
M: Truth is a mirage.
W: I am so fragile.
M: I have been fixed.
W: Is it the west wind?
M: A cloud of sound.
W: Who are you?
M: I lost my memory.
W: Is this a life station?
M: We always return.
W: Do I have a future?
M: I feel so disoriented.
W: Trading destinations.
M: A dishonored honor.
W: How many times do people die?
M: We all have to die.
W: I was a child again.
M: His birth is useless.
M: I am still fading...