You think this is a performance?

You see a man in a theater, there's an audience.

It is difficult to see past what this looks like.

You can see it for what it is or you can imagine what it could be.

Before you came in here, there was a wall.

Maybe you chose something you feel reflects who you really are in this world.

The conceptual artist, the teacher.

So one here is an idiot Idiot!

Wherever you are, please raise your hand.

That's about right.

I come here day after day after day, an attempt to defy some odds.

I do not expect you to believe anything you're seeing Onley.

Lucky if you get to know how this story ends.

Two things are about to happen.

One of these things you will see on the other thing way will see way get to see you transform into something else.

I don't understand.

I know wear all the unreliable narrators of each other's stories.

But I'm not just defined by what you see.

I'm also defined by all the things you will never see.