waiting for godot, anyone?

Well Vladmir and Estragon are. And will be forever, unless of course they hang themselves. If you haven't read/seen this play, you might just think i'm weird. If you HAVE read/seen Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett... talk to me! i've been wanting to discuss the themes and philosophies with someone, but my group was apathetic and disinterested. damnit. haha.

I'll just leave some cool quotes and maybe someone will have fun input

“The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. Let us not then speak ill of our generation, it is not any unhappier than its predecessors. Let us not speak well of it either. Let us not speak of it at all. It is true the population has increased.”

“ESTRAGON: No use struggling.
VLADMIR: One is what one is.
ESTRAGON: No use wriggling.
VLADMIR: The essential doesn’t change.”

"We are all born mad. Some remain so."

"We always find something, ed Didi, to give us the impression we exist?"

VLADMIR: … We could start all over again perhaps.
ESTRAGON: That should be easy.
V: It’s the start that’s difficult.
E: You can start from anything.
V: Yes, but you have to decide.
E: True.
Silence.
V: Help me!
E: I’m trying.
Silence.
V: When you seek you hear.
E: You do.
V: That prevents you from finding.
E: It does.
V: That prevents you from thinking.
E: You think all the same.
V: No no, impossible.
E: That’s the idea, let’s contradict each other.
V: Impossible.
E: You think so?
V: We’re in no danger of ever thinking any more.
E: Then what are we complaining about?
V: Thinking is not the worst.
E: Perhaps not. But at least there’s that.
V: That what?
E: That’s the idea, let’s ask each other questions.
V: What do you mean, at least there’s that?
E: That much less misery.
V: True.

[Pozzo cries for help]
VLADMIR: Let us not waste our time in idle discourse! (Pause. Vehemently.) Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we personally are needed. Others would meet the case equally well, if not better. To all mankind they were addressed, those cries for help still ringing in our ears! But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late! Let us represent worthily for once the foul brood to which a cruel fate consigned us! What do you say? (Estragon says nothing.) It is true that when with folded arms we weigh the pros and cons we are no less a credit to our species. The tiger bounds to the help of his congeners without the least reflexion, or else he slinks away into the depths of the thickets. But that is not the question. What are we doing here, that is the question. And we are blessed in this, that we happen to know the answer. Yes, in this immense confusion one thing alone is clear. We are waiting for Godot to come—

POZZO: Don't question me! The blind have no notion of time. The things of time are hidden from them too.
VLADMIR: Well fancy that! I could have sworn it was just the opposite.

VLADMIR:.... We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. (He listens.) But habbit is a great deadener. (He looks again at Estragon.) At me too someone is looking, of me too someone is saying, He is sleeping, he knows nothing, let him sleep on. (Pause.) I can't go on! (Pause.) What have I said?


i provide you with no plot set up, because really.. the plot is sparse. i suppose i'll tell you all there is to tell... two men are by a country road and it is evening and no one ever comes by, except twice a human-slave holder Pozzo and his ironically-named slave Lucky. A messenger Boy comes by twice as well with news that Godot will come tomorrow. Yesterdays are forgotten. Godot does not come.


Comments/thoughts/anything would be wonderful! This existential crap always makes my brain hurt.

off to kat's grad party! yay!... let us be alive while we are. cause regardless of these books and philosophies... i am living! peace ---

rach