Da es aber nicht so ist

Panting people, breathless bodies, exhausted from the constant race in a seemingly unstoppable system. Only when an external force allows the individual to stop does the stress subside. But they wouldn't have thought of it on their own, no - they would have run on and on without ever questioning the point.

In our piece But since this is not the case, we ask ourselves the question: is pressure good for us? Does it break us, or can we perhaps only really realize ourselves through pressure?

The play is based on the parable Auf der Galerie by Franz Kafka.
At the center: the art rider in the tutu - admired, but also trapped by the pressure that weighs on her. Kafka invents her story, believes he understands her and wants to save her. But his eagerness becomes entangled in fantasies - fantasies in which another man suppresses the trick rider so that Kafka can be her hero

.Is this the way to find "love"? To force it?

Literature and theater course (Year 1, Ev. Heidehof-Gymnasium Stuttgart)