grip your shoulder- zooming out to the vast landscape: tiny footprints on the sand, two small figures playing in the endless sea- they’re always so small compared to the world, yet distant from the cruel hand of time- all they need is each other, in their own fishbowl of memories
escapism - ivan and the stars analogy
at that moment, his small body dangled over the rooftop, tiny and insignificant within the cruel world. it’s noted to be the moment ivan started to fixate on death 🧵
everything ivan does, his actions, his work, doesn’t build toward that predetermined death. instead, they’re efforts to prolong and distract himself from it, clinging to a tiny hope that fate might somehow change.
it won't.
ivan knows the age he will die on the stage. unknowingly, he counts down to it. he is the antithesis of the fear of death: death is always present in his mind, but he stuffs it down. it doesn’t dominate his narrative, it just lingers, always there.
io draws inspiration from the naiad io of greek mythology, but her character in alien stage takes on a much more sympathetic turn, or: io - belief, humanity, and freedom 🧵