Submitted by zsofi on Tue, 2025.12.16.
Forgive me for sometimes being a rebellious son. I wish to live, but I am needed now. For truth to prevail, for humanity to win, for lies and hatred to die. Being, nowadays, may often seem unbearably light and absurd. Somehow, we have managed to fall into our own fate, like Kundera's heroes. Forgetfulness renders most of man's efforts futile. Nevertheless, this is our struggle: the fight of memory against oblivion, here, in the navel of Europe. Please, don't cry! It would be a waste of effort. My message is this: without an idea, man is not living, only existing.
PUPEK examines the complexities and intricate details of Central Europe. The eight dancers, the musicians and performers expose trite wisdoms and convenient generalizations using Milan Kundera's words. We all love our nation, but there were and are moments when our European identity transcends national boundaries.
