Deconstructing The Order

Oblomov

Nakedness, spontaneity of man... equality of human characters.
 Nakedness

 We're the persons of liminality
 We are on the border
 We drink the nectar – the drink of gods
 We live out of the order

 Without the history
 In times of crisis, in times of passage
 The soil for myths, the soil for art
 We can make you stronger (spole
n)

 All is one, one is nothing, nothing is all
 What is now is temporary, with joy
 we'll fill the hall

 Chaos... keeps the structure run(ing)[?]
 Masquerade,... let the status fall

 "They were elatedly dancing in mutual embrace
 The love which was both - divine and forbidden brought them closer to the nature
 They found the spell they loved"

 Deconstructing the order

 We're the persons of liminality
 We are on the border
 We drink the nectar – the drink of gods
 We live out of the order
 Without the history
 In times of crisis, in times of passage
 The soil for myths, the soil for art
 We can make you stronger