Dream Theatre: Phantasmagoric Performance Art

Vivid Dreaming - Alternate title



Behind the stage was a room where one could go to alter the performance at the front of the stage. By pressing together the films of light into an ever-smaller wad of wax a hole could be plugged between the conscious and the subconscious.



On the stage were colorful dancers and screens with real-time cityscapes that flickered as the light from the city itself dimmed.



Madonna appeared at the edge of the state and looked at the director and asked him, "how long do I have to keep his smile on? I'm tired of gyrating endlessly and I'd like to stop if you'd let me."



To prove that one could alter the performance itself by thinking about it from behind the stage, I whispered greek letters, e.g., alpha, beta, gamma, to the director to prove to him that we were not in a dream. It is said that one could not be conscious of being in a dream while one was in it. In order to prove it, one either looked at one's hands or recited letters of a foreign alphabet.



Night after night we all frequented this mind and body series of performances. It was the high point of our life. Someone announced that all performances had been released on dvds, about eight hours worth and that future performances would also be released. We eagerly awaited the continuation of these vivid theatrical dreams as well as the release of the dvd sets.



It was difficult to describe to others the sheer joy and wonder of witnessing these performances night after night as the sunset invaded the screen and sent the dancers into the very skies of New York City.



It must have been near Lincoln Center for the buses drove by and then appeared on the panoramic screens at the corners of the stage.



Summer never let up and the colors of dream theatre and music never died.