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THROUGH

THE AIR, 

FROM

THE FIRE

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GOD vs ECOLOGY

A sensitivity developed from seeing rare, ridiculous, extreme pieces of contemporary performing arts.

A group of humans who, disappointed with the idea of ​​God, have decided to stop waiting for him, go on the attack.

A need for ritual and spirituality in the 21st century, where even a prayer can be offered in streaming.

The ancient god has already been. Nature prevails.

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THROUGH THE AIR, FROM THE FIRE premiered in

CONDEDUQUE [CENTRO DE CULTURA CONTEMPORÁNEA]

february 20, 2021 in Madrid.

Creation Emilio Rivas 

Performing Diego Bagnera, Emilio Rivas, Mikel Flores y Manuel Egozkue [+Rolando San Martín]

Technical direction Roberto Baldinelli

Executive production Ángela Santos

Co-production Emilio Rivas and CONDEDUQUE [ CENTRO DE CULTURA CONTEMPORÁNEA ] 

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Writing god or God. There it is. There I see that I am fearful, and that I long for it to exist. That it scares me to think not. And for that I do not disrespect him. I'm not sure why I do it. I don't have it super rationalized. But the thing is that sometimes I write it in lowercase and I stop, and I go back, and I write it in capital letters. And I follow the  text quieter.With the feeling of not having been missing.

I am not brave enough to be calm under the hypothesis of your non-existence.

I am not strong enough to suppose that we are alone here.

I am a small thing. The ones I love are little too. We will be swept away by time. I can't conceive it. I can not cannot believe, that we are going to disappear and that it is. With the strong feeling that I have about my existence. With the compassion so intimidate that I have towards myself. With what the things that happen to me hurt. With the suffering I feel when something bad happens to those I love. No ... no, I can't ... there can't be nothing. We can't just be a spark There must be a fire. I want to go back home.

Emilio Rivas

[Notebook Through the air, from the fire]