The world as theatre
.... the world-as-theatre, of the charivari, the endless parade, each man in his time playing many parts, absurd, grotesque, battered, damaged, ridiculous, briefly glorious. It is a carnival view of life, in which we are all, like members of a theatre company, dependent on each other, all limbs of one body, all human, and therefore all flawed, all beautiful.
Dickens: Simon Callow
The world connected in a deep embrace. Moving, swaying in a wild display of colour and expression. Sometimes visible, sometimes invisible. Sometimes acknowledged, sometimes ignored. A masterpiece we live that reveals many parts, but one body.