They form a cycle

I prepare to go on stage tonight. For two months I have practiced three Romanian dances by Miliescu. They form a cycle. The first is a gallop, the second a canter, the third a trot. They are meant to invoke nationalistic feelings. At the intermezzo I will stand on stage and smoke a cigarillo. This is meant to invoke humanistic feelings. Audiences unconsciously transform their pride of hive into pride of health, from love of an idea to love of themselves. I offer them an archetypal other. I receive their scorn and give back my easy canter, my skillful trot.