maybe, wait for the toilet
life is not life without stench
He is remembered by many as a master, a legend. We knew him as a madman in a stained shirt. When Dario Fo won the Nobel Prize for “Accidental Death of an Anarchist” Carlo called him with the whole school to congratulate him.
I’m talking about my teacher, Carlo Mezzoni Clemente, one of the cofounders of the Dell Arte International School for Mime and Physical theatre.
He introduced us to Marceau as well. We met the master in person, backstage after a show.
Marceau was not impressive. He was in the dressing room as he was on stage. He said little with his mouth and his ‘performative’ expressive face said much less. Take away an expressive body and all that was left was an old grey man with a glass of bright red wine.
It was as though he could only sustain so much expression in any given engagement. It was as though he could speak with his body or speak with his voice. He was extremely economical with both when he met our class.
I still fantasize about Marceal playing the ‘Tin Man’ in Wizard of Oz. Perhaps we can have some ai person do that for us? Thnks.
One class with Carlo consisted of walking around the room and pointing directly at something specific. As we did, we were directed to say:
It is not.
As we said this, I explored different ways to experience and become aware of the physical sensations connected with excitement and disappointment, loss and gain, acceptance and desperate clinging.
There’s something wonderfully absolute about this polarity. Yes or no. On or off. There is absolutely no room for shadows between it is and it is not.
It’s a great game.
You can play today.
Do you eat food?
If so do you fart?1
This is a mindfulness exercise.
Become mindful of your intestines.
Become aware of your asshole.
Become aware of your farts.2
Now. Ask yourself this question:
Is it not?
Make a choice.
But most of all?
Don’t bother me with maybe.
Maybe spends life waiting for a clean enough toilet and a sanitary space to explore absolute truth.
if you answered ‘no’ to this question, do you know that liars like you will burn in hell forever? That is unless you’re someone who never farts. In that case, please stand back. Your breath is likely quite stinky.
(never accuse us at the foolsletter of never raising awareness … slogan for april as anal awareness month - a month for those who think their fart jokes don’t stink and are always happy to share.)