Asbestos Project

2009-10-04T15:09:00.002-05:00

EASTERN WESTERN MEAT LESSONS VIDEO

Eastern/Western Meat Lessons premiered July 14, 2009 at StudioX in New York. It was directed-designed by Stephen Mosblech. With the following cast:

The PERSONS
LEO >>>>>>>>>>>>> Jay Smith
MARIE >>>>>>>>>>>>> Sarah Dahlen
SAMUEL >>>>>>>>>>>>> Danny Snelson
ATTENDANT >>>>>>>>>>>>> Arthur Burkle

DEEP VOICE [voice of] >>>>>>>>> Richard Foreman
FEMALE VOICE [voice of] >>>>>>>>>>> Juliana Francis-Kelly

Sound Design: Greta Byrum
Projected Video: Eduardo Band

Building

2009-07-23T13:41:00.003-05:00

nobodyzone

one thing

accretes

another

Nobody Live

2009-06-23T19:35:00.004-05:00

NOBODY
exploration at StudioX

+++
PLUS

Eastern/Western Meat Lessons written-designed by Stephen Mosblech

Samuel keeps yenning to ejaculate himself from the back of his skull - schlupp, splat!

Marie worries his teeth will rot out in result and Leo conveys them to Paris [i.e. death city] on a magic carpet ride.

STARRING: Jay Smith, Sarah Dahlen and Danny Snelson PLUS attendant Arthur Buckle

and SPECTRAL VIDEO/AUDIO PRESENCE of: Richard Foreman and Juliana Francis-Kelly

Sound Design: Greta Byrum

Videographer: Eduardo Band

PLAYOGRAM

2009-06-05T11:45:00.005-05:00

[between 1-10 words: arising an ideogram and a play and an image and no idea and no play and no image]

1.
Figure sits
lifts left hand
mutilated
re-sits
lisps "Sulamith, Sulamith"

PINKU: a video sketch

2009-05-28T12:00:00.004-05:00

PINKU: a video Sketch by Stephen Mosblech

SPACE: White room. Hooded victim center, shirtless. Straw mat on floor.

Victim carves into flesh of his chest:

I love
Pig flesh

Into flesh of leftarm: Slash

cut to:
Hooded figures milling.

cut to cutting into foot: &

rightarm: burn

voice over: slash & burn
Paramedic tactics

Hooded figures milling.
Figure lifts arms heavy breathing:
voice: Gemurmel der Adern ewig ewig
[subtitle displays: The veins eternal murmur, eternal]

Hooded victims milling slowly.

Geldmantel in breath
Gold Jacket
Breathe and be free.

Figure sits.

Hooded female victim seated naked except yellow jacket. Close up of smiles and teeth of the hooded. A hooded masturbating. Unshaven lips' smiles, teeth, breathing darkens to credits.

Credits Music: Don't Let My Girlfriend Tickle Me from Cambodian Cassette Archives.

UPCOMING! No-Body audiobook!

2009-03-15T13:23:00.004-05:00

So delighted to pre-nounce:

Richard Foreman's electrifying poetical novel No-Body: a novel in parts (1997) will be released in Summer 2009 on beautiful thumb-drives, later on-line. Check back for distribution details.

Curated and Produced by: Stephen Mosblech, Greta Byrum and Danny Snelson

Narrators:
Ch. 1: Eddie Goes to Poetry City: Henry Stram
Ch. 2: The Mind King: David Patrick Kelly
Ch. 3: The Amateur Genius: T. Ryder Smith
Ch. 4: The Suburbanite: Dylan Davey
Ch. 5: The Hero Cadmus: Eric Magnus
Ch. 6: Samuel I: Danny Snelson
Ch. 7: Samuel II [part 1]: Richard Foreman
Ch. 7: Samuel II [part 2]: Juliana Francis

TERMINAL EXIT

2009-03-13T12:01:00.003-05:00

TERMINAL EXIT by Stephen Mosblech [2006]

old memory

+++

Do not distinguish.
What is: Perfectness of Experience.
Smile
smile.
Re-iterating
What it means
It means nothing
Ok. Ok
What remains of this
speaking of
Happiness.
It happened. OK
I sat there and stared at the floor. Who is this HENRY character.

It makes me feel good.
I’m sorry,
I’d like to crawl on the floor
when I didn’t feel this good.
[pause]
Endless now
If you feeling my body are aware.
Feel this body. If it makes you happy,
Touch Touch.

This is the worst existence.
This is the worst existence.

[HENRY is
Awaiting telephone.]

No. No. No. No.
Use your tongue here. Here.
I think you should drink this Henry.
Frank. Who is standing there.
[pause]
Wrong.
I really think you should drink this milk Henry.

HENRY: [pause]
The TV is playing a video; because I want to watch this video you should really watch this Television. Frank.

[TV on]
TV (sings):
Feeling it.
Without remorse.
Feeling it
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Reduces the mind.

I want you to meet someone Henry. Rhoda.
(pause)
What did you say your name was. Henry?

[exit Rhoda, lights go dim, Henry stares up at sun]

H. Yes. My name is Henry.

[Thud. Crew swarming on the table]

GET THE FUCK OFF THE TABLE
WHERE DID SHE GO TO.

L. What looked like it just happened really is impossible. Really is impossible.
I have nothing left to give Frank.
(pause)
What.

Emptiness. Emptiness.

I can’t move my leg.
(pause)
When I gazed at her I gazed into a pit of joy.

Exit Rhoda.

What was it.
What.
Hey Frank.
I want to introduce you to somebody Henry.
[thud]

[Henry crawled on the floor.]

I don’t write. I paint.
(pause)
Do you paint well.

All: Wrong. No. No. OK.
Memories don’t come back.
Where did Rhoda go.
I get so dissipated.
Where.

What is such disease.
Whatever disease it is bad I got it ok.
Yeah. Frank. I think I gonna die soon.
I think that I need to feel her again.

They made her exit.
(pause)
Rhoda had to leave.

When you empty your body by spitting out your body.
I cut myself off. OK. At the head.
(pause)
I am calling to you Rhoda.

Henry Henry Henry Henry

Come back.

No.
(pause)
Help me.

OK. Fine.

No.

Go away.

No.

[Exit Rhoda.]

I don’t feel what they have done to my hand.
Such distraction I think must be for a higher reason.
I don’t know.
I don’t know anymore.
I don’t think anymore about how to be ok inside.

HAPPINESS

If someone calls when I’m out.
[thud]
Don’t answer the phone.
(pause)

+++
Terminal Exit.
A Rhoda by Henry Death.
by Stephen Mosblech
+++

I do not believe this. I want it to be like this I want it to be just like this till we’re dead ok.

HENRY: Yesterday there was a landscape. Where.
(pause)
Hardly a day occurs.

RHODA: What.
I roll up my sleeves.
Rolling up her sleeves.
(pause)
Tears are shaken out.

This radiance. This collapsed radiance. Knock Knock
Knock Knock
Wheeee
Yeah. That’s interesting.

Interesting.

Interesting. Yeah. Ok. Ok.

It’s like a failure happened.

Fffffaaaiiiilinngggg. What.

It’s like a mind.

Yeah.
(pause)
What.
(pause)
Zero. Zero. Zero.
[laughing]

[A rock is placed on-stage.]

I didn’t say it.
Under the circumstances all words deceased. Except.

Nothingness

(pause)
I had this thought.
(pause) [Rock is removed.]
No. No.
(pause)
No.

Answer the question. Or I will LEAVE HERE FOREVER.
(reaching after rock) I wonder if this longing inside me generates an exterior feeling

I wonder if this longing in me-
My teeth have rotted.
(pause)
You’re special, because- your teeth have rotted. You’re not special- ok.
When everything is special you’re not special anymore.

Rhoda is the magic cipher
The magic zero.
Zero
Zero
Zero
Zero
Zero
Zero

You’re special to me.

Shut the fuck up.
(pause)
Henry.
(pause)
Henry.
(pause) They
Shut off my lungs and my teeth
Are rotting…again.

Yeah ok.

[black]

I told them to turn off the lights
They turned the lights off Rhoda.
(pause)
What.
(pause)
I feel I am missing something important.
I hope the phone still works.
I hope the phone will ring. Now.
(pause)
I forgot to think:
What is wrong with me.
Wrong.

NO THINKING SHITHEAD.
N o t h i n g n e s s.
N o t h I n g ness.

These lungs that shut off.

I am hungry.
(pause)
OK. But my teeth are rotting. I think it moved. Hey. I think they moved the rock.

Notice Notice Notice
(pause)
Wrong. Ok I can’t: Ok.

Rhoda: We reject speaking.
Rhoda and the angel
and the angel that
Inhabited her body.
Wrong.
What is Henry doing.
What is Henry doing.
At this moment.
At this moment.
At this moment.

Henry: Henry isn’t talking to anyone by a communication.
Don’t worry. Help me. Instead.
(pause)

ALL: YOU’RE the one You’re the one shut off your lungs. OK. OK. OK.

Happiness.
the PERSONS

Henry X
Rhoda X
Linda X
Frank X

0

RING RING

Hello
Who is there.
Hello
Hello
Who is on the phone.
Who is there please.

FRANK: Under the circumstances
Frank is lead on stage.

[Blindfold black strip around head]

Henry at phone.

the code is unbroken, repeat
zero
zero
zero
1 to reform a head 0
in bardo of Avidici Hell 0
children weep. In the lonely space of the fighter
air planes Zero Zero Zero Zero

0
VOICE:
Dear Henry.
Just remember:
You are never going anywhere.
Never.
Never.

[(off) You have never been here.]

What is it that wakes is death.
I sleep. You sleep. We sleep sleep sleep a new kind of terror.

Rhoda: I sleep. But when I sleep.
When she arrived.

Others: (point to head) Think Rhoda.

VOICE: What happened happened In the imagination.

RHODA: Rhoda thinks it is late at night because we have no bed to sleep in.

Henry: Wrong. Where did the bed go.

LEGEND+++
Just like the rock (i.e. NEVERMIND SHITHEAD).
+ ++

(pause)
Henry takes a step in which direction.
(pause)
After many twists and turns
Smile.
Smile.
Smile.

VOICE: What has happened.
What has happened

HENRY: Wrong. I said: I find a place in the shadows of the sun.
I can sleep in the closet. If I become tired.
After the occurrence of a new soul-twisting.
(pause, turns light on)
Darkness will perhaps blind me.

VOICE: A child weeps. Child dead.
I want you to think of what you see on stage as
eventually rotting. Pea-brain. Pea-brain soup.

pause

HENRY: I pity myself.

RHODA and LINDA: (softly) Notice. Notice. Notice.

VOICE: (overlap) OF WHOM IT CAN BE SAID.

HENRY: I no longer live. I do not desire to live. I continue to not desire to live.

[Rhoda and Linda enter closet. Lights out]

Voice: WHAT COMES NEXT.
NOTHING COMES
WHAT COMES NEXT
NOTHINGness.

Henry: It is late at night because I do not die.
What can equal my private Hell? All things resulting in affliction.
Living in such fear. I cry out for Hell.
(pause)

Child weeps.

[Rhoda slips out from closet.]

Voice: Quiet Please. Nothing Comes. Nothing Comes.

Frank. Linda Rhoda
Frank is disposed.

[Rhoda remove top. Linda turn away and sit down.]

What is this.
Yes she said I do forget
I do forget what has happened.

Rhoda: If you sealed up my eyes, cut off my arms and legs.
(pause)
Rhoda can’t move her leg.

[Rhoda offers milk]

The girl who can’t dance.
Went home to hell, while the Other girls.
(pause)

FRANK: I observed a new resultant, Henry plus milk.

HENRY: What are the difficulties it had now to confront, which it had to deal with, which it then had to manipulate around the void in its life that emerged.

[Henry drinks milk.]

Linda: I must not make a mistake I must not do the opposite.

RHODA: To what end did Henry drink milk.

Knock, Knock.
(pause)
I see inside your brain.
My eyes are flat. I have flat eyes and head.

VOICE:
LINDA IS DEAD ALREADY
LINDA IN THE OTHER ROOM HAS BECOME dead. YOU ARE Deluding yourself about Linda.

Looking closer.

Henry collapsed.

Particularly. I do not think.
Cruelty to persons is a crime.

[Rhoda hand over mouth]

Do not retreat from cruelty to persons is not a crime.

[exit Linda]

Maybe I think we can be happy.

Rhoda.

Frank.

1

RHODA: What are you doing Henry.

HENRY: It is not that I make a statement about inaction or I do not make a statement.

RHODA: [mutters] Just more shit.
My name is Rhoda. But I said: what are you doing here.

HENRY: Excuse me. What is your name. (hands over ears) No. No. No. No. (charges to wall, punching wall). Very well, thank you. I know the secrets of writing in INK.

Enter Linda.

ALL: I know the secrets.
I know the secret.
We ALL know the secret, Henry.

HENRY: FINE. Where is my pencil.

LINDA: I remember a song happened. Please forget the words. Please forget to sing. Zero. Zero. Zero. 1.

HENRY: What is Henry doing today.
(pause)
Look at this place. It looks like the self.
I was going to say.
Nothing Comes.

FRANK: [opens door] Do you really think so? Do you really think that about that?

RHODA: [cross to door] Get away from me. Her looks are altered. Her whole appearance changed.

LINDA (sings): Because my teeth were drilled out.
Because I am dead,

Henry: (who has fallen asleep Suddenly starts screaming) Who the fuck is Richard. My name is Henry. Who the fuck is Henry. Who the fuck is Henry.

RHODA: Nobody asked you to come here, you just showed up.

LINDA: Because my teeth were drilled out.
Examine your fingers.

VOICE: The silence says “Nothing”

HENRY and RHODA: Nobody asked you to come here and you just showed up.

LINDA: (mouth bleeds) The trouble is: this already happened.
Linda fails to express a process of bees in a glass house that is death eroding face if you stare into mirror too long.

FRANK: If it’s been fixed break it.
If it’s broken. It feels GREAT
Just remember:
(pause)
Smile
Smile.

Glass bottle thrown on.

LINDA: The message says. I know all your secrets and the pain and Frustration.
I know all about your pain and frustration. And I am sorry. To go INSIDE your special PLACE and FEEL your mental INTERIOR.

VOICE:
I’M SORRY. I AM SORRY.
I SAID.

FRANK: [Knocks on Linda-head] IS any one home. Any one in there, Shithead. Give me that bottle. I gotta piss. (goes to wall, punching wall. Silence.)

FRANK: We all know the secret Henry. Tell us the secret of writing in ink.

Rhoda unbuttons shirt. Exit Rhoda.

1
Henry sitting in chair. Long time. Enter Rhoda.

RHODA: I opened the door. I open a door. The door I opened appeared to open unto an unadjacent place.
(pause)
What are you doing. HENRY.

HENRY: Rhoda. I shall try and say. Yesterday, standing exactly here. I spoke. A singular venom, extracted from my tooth.

MUTILATION happens happens.

Rhoda. I shall try and explain.
What if I said my mind became stained by inactivity where all things merge with light and drilled into my ankles. Rhoda.

Of what unknown body seething with leaches.
The world egg.

[Frank punching wall.]

Happens. Happens.

RHODA: OK Henry.

HENRY (sings): Ten thousand were the spirits on chariots of wind
Ten Thousand were the spirits on chariots of wind

HENRY: When I speak I don’t move.

Frank: There is no use try and depart from HOME when you’re dead. I am so sorry for the pain and Frustration. Walking down the road, this road leads to hell, GOOD_BYE, Shit-head, It ain’t no use to die if I don’t vanish, nothing equals ten plus two is the soul dies and goes to hell, nothing, what do you think your mind does instead.

HENRY with MILK.

2

HENRY: Sitting in this fashion, too many eons to count, quiet prevents time. Sounds occur, dispersing a Henry.

Silence.
 It dawned: organs consisting of nothing. This is not expression, I am not a letter, I become failed, Rhoda too is failed, reduced so far even if we still could penetrate even if we signify could interpenetrate each other. Even if interpenetration of one of the organs of Rhoda by a rotting Henry-system signified it is impossible.

SAYING THE UNAVOIDABLE THING
MEANS SAYING THE IMPOSSIBLE THING
WHICH IS NEVER SPOKEN

Singing:

It is not real and
It is not apparent.

What do you think?
I am the sky.

My Clouds float in the sky in heaven
Fattened on blood
My Clouds are Clouds
Of visions.

FRANK: I feel like twirling, anyone want to twirl.

Frank: The door to the door that just opened for Frank.

Rhoda: My name is Rhoda without the D. Shithead. So saying. She parts the 9-fold flower curtain.
(pause)
Her hair a cloud
(Pause)
Her face departed.
Rhoda weeps.

Frank: I am at a loss.

Rhoda: Off-stage Linda is dead.

Frank: I loss my shoe.

Henry: It is just a thought. It was just a word, that entered my head on the way to hell, it went out again.

Rhoda: Henry rejects speaking again.

Linda: Tell me what happened when you were born, how it felt.

Frank: 1+ 1+ 1+

Linda: Wrong.
(pause)
Drop the Abstraction. Shithead.

Frank: Off stage Linda is dead equals exactly what it says.

VOICE:
I AM SORRY.
I AM SORRY.
I AM SORRY. I AM SO FUCKING SORRY RHODA. YOU CAN SKULL FUCK REALITY ANYWAY YOU WANT
ANYONE CAN SKULL FUCK REALITY ANYWAY THEY WANT

FRANK: ANYONE CAN CAN-CANNOT Exist.

LINDA and RHODA: SKULL FUCK RHODA and LINDA SKULL FUCK Rhoda and Linda X.
Just be free ok.
Freedom is the only way to attain not-dead.
Freedom is the only way you aren’t dead.

3
Henry and Rhoda embrace.

Henry: I love you, Rhoda. You are my sister.

Rhoda: Be careful. Henry.
(pause)
I came in through the door.
(pause)
I entered. Through the door.

Henry: I love you Rhoda. My departure is fixed. I must depart, it is not a disease.

FRANK: I see I am disturbing something.

Rhoda: Yes. Yes. Yes. Of course not. Henry. Did you pack a sweater.

Henry: Look at me. Rhoda. Aren’t I a person, I mean, not a corpse.

Rhoda: Henry (sobs).

HENRY: In my web-like heart, Rhoda
there is no comfort.
Gazing into pit of slugs
Writhing
Like this heart.
The world is such a pit.
Yesterday. Sitting in my chair, soundlessly almost not stirring, as is my wont, what have I done to anyone? I don’t know the details. Absolutely useless. It is useless. Action or not acting. A phone rang. The currents extract you, blown whither I do not know whither I was blown but the telephone-call happened. –Pack your bag, he said. Rhoda and a point and a time to be. Immediately I began to pack my bag. I emerged from my Principle.

GOT TO GET ORGANICIZED TODAY.
TODAY IS THE DAY. FOR AN ORGANIZATIOn

Get well
Get well,
Get really well Henry.

Henry: There is no use in abstraction.
The difference between us encloses us in absence.

Rhoda: Yes. Henry. I love you.

Henry: My train departs in 5 minutes. The deeper I stare into your face Rhoda I’m impaled.

Rhoda: By the vapid whiteness.
By the vapid whiteness, I am impaled, he says. How cold and unfeeling. I need to wash my face. Henry.

Rhoda to toilet powder face. Count to 300.
Henry check watch. Lift suitcase.
Entrails dumped on stage.
A mouse on a string dash cross stage.

Henry: I am this event, and the hands, strangling my neck.
God is a telephone cord.
In the damp sky.

Guts dumped on stage.
A mouse on a string cross stage. Awkward.

Rhoda: It is the most impossible thing to be born a human. It is important how wonderful life is. I keep saying: I should be happy. Rhoda. Be. Happy for Henry. Rhoda is happy for Henry. Like dirt on thumbnail of a vivid life. Such dirty hands.

Scrubs hands with brush in sink.
Henry sit on bench, stare.

HENRY: The dust. Ripping tears from my eyes, that careen down my cheek, like festival of idiots. Looking upon my eyes and see into my brain:
It plagues my consciousness; stop torturing this consciousness.

LINDA: Wait. Don’t open eye.

HENRY: I waited, lapsed and stupid, dread of the ink black land of hell droning into lungs like worms burst my skin feasting on my lungs.

LINDA: Words too are dust.

Linda Licks Dust from HENRY’s eye.

HENRY: Ow. I will sit in silence and solitude. Why don’t you leave me alone.

Exit Linda.

1

Rhoda returns.

Henry: Rhoda. Where were you. I have to leave in 5 minutes. My train will arrive 5 minutes Rhoda and I will depart. I’m sorry Rhoda. I love you. You will remain Here.

Rhoda I love you Henry.

HENRY Looking into your face Rhoda. I am impaled.

RHODA: I know I know I know. By the vapid whiteness. I need to go to the bathroom Henry.

Exit Rhoda.

Henry: Rhoda. My disease. Compels my departure. [the voice on the phone in minute detail, experience of calling] I meant to say my work I meant to say my work Rhoda.
Alas.

Rhoda: Henry.

Examine pencil from breast pocket.

Henry: Alas, my disease Rhoda. I’m sorry.
It is the effect of my intensity of interest. Impermanence has been left behind. And out of impermanence, little by little inched an angel. It didn’t fit in my suitcase.

Get your Suitcase, today is the day. To get Organicized inside.

I AM SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY.

HENRY: I just feel dead inside like I want to die.

FRANK: Admit it. Henry.
What isn’t broken already breaks.
Eventually the world breaks open
Eventually the whole place gets quiet and the silence breaks
down everything to MUD or puke or shit.
And everything is misused because
Its misplaced because it’s misrecognized
Because the real category doesn’t exist

Lightly: get well get sick
Henry
Drink your milk.
Get well get really well.
[Henry twirls]

Every time I do something I become worthless.
Can I have my lipstick. This place is hole in the inside my brain-chamber.

After she had gone I withdrew. And I departed my house. And remained here.

Something else failed. Rhoda failed and in due course I broke down and failed.
In due course the event occurred:
I said hello to Frank, and the door opened.
Frank has no legs.

Wind-beaten, battered, bloody
My personal dreams provoke derision.
Frank entered .
Hello. Hello. Hello

2009-02-08T00:21:00.004-05:00

My Heart Being Now Stilled [rehearsal; September 2008]

The Heart's Depths

2009-01-11T11:02:00.019-05:00

The Heart's Depths
a fragment by Stephen Mosblech

nowadays:
frank proceeded in lieu of rhoda
to undress

toward
himself

sick or unimpeded:
FRANK DECLARED: AHHH
declarative
but no
but no no no

AN established order can't not exterminating
I AM EVIL I AM EVIL I AM EVIL I AM EVIL
I AM EVIL I AM EVIL I AM EVIL I AM EVIL I AM EVIL I AM EVIL I AM EVIL I AM EVIL

but clearly you are sick to death
but since crippled standing there - please sit

shaking out her sleeves
she replied
and

with her aching
hands
cupped her rivered tits: NEXT TO ME OPEN THE DOOR FRANK

18 patients were brought in as were deranged
how many young girls
as were deranged
when such
from the country/side
on the opposite walls

and
aware and void separately

made to think
of the pretty flowers
in the countryside

It can't last. That I'll treat you as a mental patient - - that is as a bridegroom of the three worlds only by doing nothing to you.

In FAILURE OF DURATION, over and over,

you will always
as a bridegroom, Henry, be thrown from the heightSSS of success
THEREFORE ILLUSORY Henry

To what depths of the heart I plunged
The heart's depths.
Nothing

If the crisis doesn't come tomorrow, it will come after tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow but it will come today or after today that is.

Oh
Like a blue-bird
how like the wind
and the clouds
the wind

which had a terrible effect on audiences at the time, when they were expecting some sort of economic crisis.

There was a reaction.

I don't fetishize: "Stupid old Germany. I hate it over there." That castellates the mind and
dwarfs it. I don't just mean NATO -
no

no blind

One sees clearly
to the end see clearly - that there is no liberated Utopia, but the girl (sic) is burned.
She and is burning by her hatred.

actually she drinking a water and will eventually piss what she has consumed as a hair plucked from butter
that is
actually it is a

reflection
in the story of
it is the story of a crisis of conscience
economic consciousness

young man who is completely unconscious
young man who is incompletely
young man
who is unconscious

answer [anger], which explodes at the end now explodes as the fountain continues to run over and above the gunshot but there is an anger
as the fountain

[Labanta Bracos is played]

this song that I believe that an open street to happiness
persists up Rhodas cunt
like a timeless black highway

nowhere
nowhere
nowhere

Rhoda sings: won't you make love to me in my anti-witch craft suit song:

BARDO CONTINUES ___
we traveled WEST

seeking wastelands
that ceased reflect
till the moment
the old dreams gave out the world digested by the world
and their garbage subsided

and thought

fell from our eyes
till we had no eyes
in the Schreber-system or realm of mind consciousness
befuddled by dud miracles
and penisless and penniless
we begged on toward Mongolia

turn out that light you fuckers.
enter man
man sits at table
in the darkness
turns on light

holding out for vietnam where we our we no less real than our dreams would become real again
again
again
again
to no longer butterfly the illusion of non-girls
we'd butterfly out toward the sun in the socket of the black sun.

+++

ASBESTOS MAILER

2008-09-28T11:32:00.007-05:00

Download. Mail home from afar.

A Picture length sample of text [from My Heart Being Now Stilled Ontological version]

2008-09-24T09:48:00.005-05:00

HENRY II: Since human life is shit
I shat my brain out
yesterday
into this bag
the color of night.

ALL: Parade Parade Parade Parade

HENRY II: In order to participate in life's infinity.

VANDA: SMILE.

My Heart Being Now Stilled cross-media growth

2008-09-19T17:05:00.008-05:00

My Heart Being Now Stilled - gutted and more dead - will be restaged at the Ontological-Hysteric Theater on October 3, 2008 as a part of Sintesi/Dogpile a festival of 5 minute plays.
My Heart Being Now Stilled video-document in post-production. Available soon on youtube and here
My Heart Being Now Stilled is in recording sessions to become a sound piece.

This Man With Such Very Sad Eyes.

2008-09-07T21:27:00.011-05:00

We may at times admire him humming music to himself in an upbeat tone when he stands half naked before his mirror, a world-idiot, preening - exalted.

At First Backwards Glance

2008-08-13T12:57:00.017-05:00

My Heart Being Now Stilled written-directed by Stephen Mosblech

My Heart Being Now Stilled premiered at Hell Gate Social in Astoria on August 9, 2008 with the following cast:

the PERSONS

MITRA Levi Morger

ZHENKA Nikki Calonge

KOKOL Blake Habermann

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LOCATION: House consumed by fire. Men with Blowtorches Nazi ecstasy

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MITRA: Pointing now inside my eye.
Which is why I call it neither an eye or a gate of causality.

ZHENKA: Authority has no tongue. Mitra. I wouldn't say that.

MITRA: I don't move
I touch nothing
I keep separate.

ZHENKA: I wouldn't say that.

KOKOL: That cat is also...[mumbles]
Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy.
What do you do here.

ZHENKA (whispering): Stupid shit. Stupid Shit.

MITRA: Zhenka what is wrong with your neck.

ZHENKA: They broke us, our will, became crushed.

MITRA: Claudius. In repose.

ZHENKA: I'm tired and bored with this. Ok.
I'm going over to the corner and sit down.

MITRA: Over by the garden Brunhilde and Claudius are fucking.

[Removes gloves]

KOKOL: Erosive sensitivity.
An erosive sensitivity
like a wind

MITRA: When, now, at this instant Being withdrawn, I remove, my gloved
hand- at this moment- when this manifests an ideal whiteness I
perceive my hand does not feel an earth. The world is nothing. I
create the world in reference.

[raise hand in salute]

MITRA and KOKOL: The world is representation on nothing. All plurality in reference to
this world in representation of nothing
Is represented in representation.
He hehe hehe.

KOKOL: Let's marry Zhenka and Mitra.

ZHENKA: My house being burnt to the ground.
My house being all-burnt to the ground. All being silent
With remembrance of children burnt in this house.

KOKOL: I went out unseen.
I descended to

MITRA: Purgation only gets more obscure and dreadful.

KOKOL: Enter OPHELIA.
She wail. I no I.

ZHENKA: I no I.
I no I anymore. Vanish like shadow

KOKOL: Exit OPHELIA
Such erosive sensitivity plague
these burned down house

MITRA: Keening whistle, as the wind
Plays on empty heads
Like emptied
And half empty jars.

ZHENKA: Mitra. I must be sick. I couldn't be this sick unless I were sick.

KOKOL: Mitra is puking.

MITRA: We need to get more glue Zhenka, but metal glue or floor glue. Then
we'll get married.

ZHENKA: I am the way to city of woe
On the way to eternal forsaken
This is the way to eternal forsaken
I am sorry
I am the daughter of happiness,
For isn't it not said
Lead not the children not onto freedom.
They will slaughter you they have no hope of death
Why are you running.
They will slaughter you hideously.

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ONTOLOGICAL PERFORMANCE POSTPONED TIL MAY

2008-07-23T20:48:00.005-05:00

Asbestos Project's residence in the Ontological Incubator postponed till May 2009.

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Upcoming work:
My Heart Being Now Stilled written-directed by Stephen Mosblech will premiere in In and Out of Days at Hell Gate Social in Astoria August 9, 2008.

In an abandoned landscape two cripples spew idiocy and tenderness. High on glue fumes, they become married and depart their house to buy more glue. A third, shaman, keeps the world spinning.

PERFORMED BY: Blake Habermann, Levi Morger and Nikki Calonge

WANING DAYS OF INDIA, minor adjustments on an old play

2008-06-02T05:02:00.007-05:00

Penal Colony by Stephen Mosblech

the Persons

Ivan
Leo
Leon
Frank
Sonia
Mascha
Woman
Man

Place: Siberia. Landscape.

I. Preparation of Fire.

Dim.

SINGING: Across the spinning plane
A word does come.
Across the spinning plane
[pause]

[Sonia exposed in obstetrician’s chair. Torso-head covered white draping.
Projection: Clinical image of Birth. Static blows over speakers, thud, cut to same image, thud, cut to same image, thud, cut to arctic landscape pan through landscape, thud cut to Clinical image of Birth.]

WOMAN (singing): Believe when I told you
the arctic sea is vast
Believe when I told you
there is no inner life.

ENTER BEARER WITH WORM-FETUS

MAN (singing): Rejoice
[organ]
Rejoice
[organ]
Arriving now.
[Bearer drop fetus on Sonia’s gentials, splash to floor. Ivan to fetus. Frank with Mirror forward]

IVAN: In the sun-light. These visions through my eyes
You’d see nothing. Born into my arms I witness my eyes blinded by illumination from my face iterating into my infant face. Worthless and Welcome.
Sonia you are my sister.

SONIA: No. No. No Ivan I am so ashamed, I am your sister.

VOICE: Not awake. Not even close.

SONIA: I will shut my eyes again and dream.

LEON: It cannot be said what is not done. Clutching the top while,
in ceasing revolvements.
I understand. Your pain IVAN.
[Lights candle, attempts to cross stage]

[RED AND BLACK WIRE CUT]

FRANK: When
I look out of myself.
At this moment, I wanted to sing.

LEON: The world like a top…just so
[indicated revolutions]
just so…
Give me one chance Ivan Andreyovitch.
[whispering]
I will discover a formless blankness to you.
Meet me here again Tomorrow.

ORGAN.
SINGING: REJOICE, REJOICE

FRANK [collapses]: Waves waves. From the dark green island of vision soften my skull.

IVAN [picks up axe, chops wood]: Wood cuts so easily.

FRANK: FROM THE EARTH THE UNIVERSE APPEARS LIKE SAND
FROM SPACE
I HAVE NEVER LOOKED BACK ON THE WORLD

IVAN: Oh God. The fire.

MASCHA: Ivan it is spring-time.

Enter Sonia, with child.

IVAN: Where did she go.

VOICE: The Human causes of Misery.

SONIA [collapsed]: Ivan, Ivan you beautiful child
With a giving heart.

IVAN [clutch head]: The Wind. Tunnels through my ears.

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Fence. Guard. Leo. Enter Ivan.

LEO: What do do you want here Ivan.

IVAN: I’m leaving for America.

LEO: Don’t don’t joke with me. This is not the place to joke with me. Ivan.

IVAN: No. What if because it is twilight, we should be intimate.

LEO: How is it that I standing before him like a worm and do not crawl under the earth toward God or at least a manifestation of my self.
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FRANK: When I sat in shrouds one night.
A wind blows.
It is a great astonishment, yes, it is a great astonishment:
Ivan traversed the sky in an airplane.

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FIELD. Ivan with Shovel.

LEO: I think: it will rain.
What do you think Ivan.

IVAN: My parents were Farmers. I don’t understand the weather.

LEO: Do you see I am planting flowers today in the skull
of the earth.
Sonia is clearly an angel.
And will examining my corpse for Lice. When genitals washed in vinegar do you see, for it is not in this life to be clean. Will you eat these Lice Ivan.
[pause, Ivan is struck in the head with a hatchet]
Remember me to Sonia.
IF you learn to paint Ikons of the saints…
BUT REMEMBER ME TO Sonia. IVAN.

2008-02-16T22:01:00.001-05:00

MACHINE GUN MY HAPPINESS

2007-12-10T19:43:00.001-05:00

Asbestos Project in residence at Ontological-Hysteric Theater
Nov. 2008
To present: Machine Gun My Happiness
a new play by Stephen Mosblech.

Like Julien Donkey-Boy on a Bicycle in Vietnam War. Only beauty of Black Rain, Black Sun at Noon walk on hands whirring toward upper Heaven. As idiot earth-cousin [Max] chanting the mud villages and magic water alleviations Rhoda out-flings from cracked-eye cracked-water jug laughter: Kannon's mind every moment.

No eyes, no hand and 11 heads 1,000 hands.
The blue sky, the black sky
clouds weaving rainbows leave no trace.

Camera staring at wall and a white door

2007-11-03T14:52:00.000-05:00

Just another mindless abyss
Odsherred Teater/FILM LAB

photo by christine fentz

a kind of mental petit objet a.

The Pendulum still swinging.

2007-11-02T06:28:00.000-05:00

VOICE: BLACK OF WHICH HEAVEN, the pendulum still swinging.
Were he to go to the Bathroom now
He would be pissing on the mirror of his own mind.

[Paul drools into cup held over bucket.]

PAUL: If I were the mufti man...
MAX: SINCE I AM THE MUFTI-MAN, MUFFLED by whose hands in my mouth
I'd be dead
you'd be dead.

(Already dead.)

VOICE: GOD'S HANDS GOD GOD

PAUL: Oh.
[pause]
New beginning New Life and
No beginning
and the world turns as the mind adrift in rivulets of pure
[pause]
pure
[gapes mouth]
mind.

NANA: Look how you look in the mirror Paul. You look happy.
[pause]
If we sniffed glue together.
[pause]
No. No.
Too soon. For that pleasure. For that peak of inhuman pleasure.

[Others drop sugar cubes in glasses of water and stir looking up to heaven, drums from Battle of Algiers begin.]

ALL: (murmur) The Blue sky.

KOLBINN (sniffing glue): BLACK OF WHICH HEAVEN OF WHICH HEAVEN Get back in here carcass and fuck your mother in the mirror again again.
Again.
[sniffing glue]

ALL: BLACK OF WHICH HEAVEN OF WHICH HEAVEN

KOLBINN: When you count if you start with 1 you never get past 1.
1 1
[pause]
1 again.

PAUL: Don't start with zero don't start with any number.

NANA: OK Paul. Tell me about how you feel.

PAUL: OK. I SEE
MYSELF ON THE WALL MOVING AS THE LIGHT DIMS AND MEMORY DIMS
I WILL REPEAT MY COMPLETE LIST OF SORROWS AND JOYS:
THE WORLD CAME CRASHING DOWN
AND AT THE MOMENT THE WORLD CAME CRASHING DOWN
THE WORLD CAME CRASHING DOWN.
AND THE FLICKERINGS OF BARDO LACKING NOTHING I NEVER THOUGHT I’D MEET SO MANY PEOPLE WITH THEIR HEADS CUT OFF.
LOOK AT YOU AND YOU’RE PERFECT.

MAX (singing): For the Bible tells me so.

PAUL: DO EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT RIGHT NOW
DO EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT AT ANY SINGLE MOMENT
EVERYONE DOING EXACTLY WHAT THEY WANT THEIR WHOLE EXPENDED IN THIS WAY.

NANA: NOTHING STOPS YOU DOING EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT RIGHT NOW.
DOING EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANT RIGHT NOW
EVERYONE DOING EVERYTHING.

[MAX has been walking around in high-heeled boots, saying: 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1]

MAX: 1 1 1 1 1 1
Gee whiz, Paul, that's great, god said. I have no legs: whole world just two legs. Tell me more about you.

Regenerative psychology.

2007-10-29T14:32:00.000-05:00

[Nana riding bicycle as if sunny day in the countryside.]

PAUL: Sand trickles in
[twirls finger in magic circle]

[Removal of hood KOLBINN blue face.]

KOLBINN: You look like your mother. If you want to be a winner first you fuck your Father, you’re gonna fuck him Paul I can feel you’re gonna fuck your Father then you fuck your sister. Then you fuck your mother.
You’re gonna be a winner Paul. Take this candle, penetrate original face with your diamond mind bones, you’re gonna do that today.

New Advice. After the Love-In at Odsherred Theater Center.

2007-10-26T07:40:00.000-05:00

[NANA is riding a bicycle. PAUL lights candle.]

Heedless and Godless
Headless Headless Headless
A new kind of climbing the wall:
Get on your bicycle
And ride through the Jungles of Vietnam.
Get on your bicycle and ride from Nha Trang to Lao Cai dissecting all the mountains on this new machine with three-wheels.

Maybe take your bicycle Paul. Try going real fast around in a mental circle.

No. No.
Yes. No.

God calling my number plus nothing, now nothing. I not hang up phone on the communications from distant mind-land of webs of vast silence.

Try answering the phone when the floor collapsed
since I have no legs to speak from
Besides the category of experience that outgrows through the mind-holes or a rent in the day-sky of experience.
Speaking now from that place.
[gapes mouth]

False Starts toward Happiness on the 20th I'll see Mr. Lonliness Tapdancing a couple days later.

2007-09-10T12:29:00.000-05:00

[Man table, lamp. Lamp darkens.]

Man: With the lights of my life
out
Stare at wall
and blind
when stare at my foot past the mud villages...
[mouth gapes]

Boy: Life fragile.
Grandfather
like
this candle blow out.
too-pure-existence-in-world.
Grandfather, left-cancered eye
from sunlight.
[scatters pennies]
Help, butcher excise-cyst.
Foot not.

[Man stands. Enter Butcher enter Other Man.]

Other Man: In the ten worlds of th directions
no no I mean in worlds of the in the
worlds of 10 directions no no
I mean If I were there you'd be there too cause I CAN'T SEE WHAT TIME IT IS IN THE DARK WITH MY GLASS OF SUGAR WATER AND THE NON-DIRECTIONS THAT COME AFTERWARDS
ELEVATING WHICH OF TWO HANDS AND STRIKE IN HEAD WITH

VOICE: Up up up up toward the grey sky.

[hood applied to head, sits in chair Center stage. Butcher on manacle BOYS foot, Man wither backwards to chair in shadows.]

MAN: IN THE TEN WORLDS HURTLING OUT
FROM TEN DIRECTIONS FROM SKULL
[black skull thrown on, cracks open]
I thought most beautiful thing of world can-be: Vietnam Jungle.
Not single human life lost, just mercy just noise of wind in the jungle
not one American soldier died and all their civilians.

[Enter cripple girl. Cripple forward.]

GIRL: I going read poem
[collapse expose self, stand expose self enter old man with plastic bucket.]
It pisses and it pisses and it pisses
[pause]
Time and therefore the self bleeding backwards.

VOICE: For if this body comparable to the universe...

MAN: In absence of self from head, when mind is submersed, in this absence. You desire cut off my foot, look at eye?

Summation of FORM EQUALS NOTHINGNESS

2007-07-14T17:15:00.000-05:00

FORM EQUALS NOTHINGNESS
written
designed
directed
stephen mosblech

[Module 1] Gabor and Cyd Become Free
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Two vagabonds intrude into a landscape and start killing things until it is dead.

[Module 2] The Zone
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A mother-son pair starve in agony of longing in a corpsed room where desire and emptiness pinwheel around: love-hate-love-hate.
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[Module 3] Blue Eyes, Red Velvet
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Henry attempts to live in harmony with his self, realizing:

1. This is the worst possible existence. 2. Conscious-mind thinking is an abscess.3. The world's careen incessantly articulates your highest will and desire.
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[Module 4] Excursion Minus Landscape
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Despite last minute postponements Henry makes good on his promise to "penetrate the landscape".
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More and More Dust poured out of the sun

2007-06-16T08:40:00.000-05:00

House. Lamp on table, dark room.

[LEO face in hands moaning. Phone rings. LEO stands.]

LEO: More and more dust poured out of my eye
standing
at the bottom
[lifts candle]
of my head with my hand out-reached toward the phone.
As the world turns.
I forget what has happened.

[EMMA enters peripherary]

VOICE: In summer it gets old outside. In the spring it gets warmer.

EMMA: Leo, Leo Where are you.

LEO: Because I elevate this candle, like a martyr enwrapped in plasmas emitting from mind-holes and holes of it's 100-year corpse; I scrape my tongue clean.
[rakes tongue with fingers; others rake tongue clean with fingers pause]
How did you get in here, Emma. I was just doing the accounts.

EMMA: The door was open Leo.

LEO: You are the substance of my dreams
Heinrich called on the phone again Emma
[pause]
Asking Leo to come to the phone into whose ear, stuffed with worms and shrapnel, is driveled about such actions and by actions I mean choices to commit certain things you did in the past.

EMMA: Leo, we must get out of this room,
we must go somewhere else.
Let's get in the car.
Racing down a Highway.
Racing down a Highway to the beach
her blond hair is scraped by a wind.

LEO: Frank hasn't fixed the car yet Emma.

EMMA: We must get out of this room,
we must go somewhere else.
[pause]
Ach Leo. It is not raining again.